Edward Hopper City Sunlight

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, sir?'
'Who said that?'
'Down here, sir. Lance-Constable Cuddy.'
'Oh, yes. Yes?'
'I know a bit 'Why, captain?' said Corporal Carrot.
'Because that bastard Cruces doesn't want me to know.'
'I know what could have blown the hole open,' said Angua.
'What?'
'An exploding dragon.'
They walked in stunned silence.
'That could do it, sir,' said Carrot loyally. 'The little devils go bang at the drop of a helmet.'
'Dragon,' muttered Vimes. 'What makes you think it was a dragon, Lance-Constable about fireworks, sir. There's a smell you get after fireworks. Didn't smell it, sir. Smelled something else.''Well . . . smelled, Cuddy.''And there were bits of burned rope and pulleys.''I smelled dragon,' said Vimes.'Sure, captain?''Trust me.' Vimes grimaced. If you spent any time in Lady Ramkin's company, you soon found out what dragons smelled like. If something put its head in your lap while you were dining, you said nothing, you just kept passing it titbits and hoped like hell it didn't hiccup.'There was a glass case in that room,' he said. 'It was smashed open. Hah! Something was stolen. There was a bit of card in the dust, but someone must have pinched it while old Cruces was talking to me. I'd give a hundred dollars to know what it said.'