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, use another dwarf's actual tools?' Carrot's mouth twisted in distaste, as though someone had suggested he wear Corporal Nobbs' old shorts. 'Oh, no. that's not . . . right. I mean, they're . . . part of him. I mean . . . someone else using them, after better, we are trying to find out who killed Mr Hammerhock. All right?'
Carrot picked one up, but with considerable reluctance.
'This is Mr Hammerhock's chisel, this is,' he said reproachfully.
'Corporal Carrot, will you stop being a dwarf for two seconds? You're a guard! And give me the damn chisel! It's been a long day! Thank you!'he's used them all these years, I mean . . . urrgh.''Really?'The clockwork soldier marched under the bench.'It'd feel . . . wrong,' said Carrot. 'Er. Yukky.''Oh.' Vimes stood up.'Capt—''Ow!''—mind your head. Sorry.'Rubbing his head with one hand, Vimes used the other to examine the hole in the plaster.'There's . . . something in here,' he said. 'Pass me one of those chisels.'There was silence.'A chisel, please. If it makes you feel any