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relative safety of the roof with a strength that amazed him.
"Exciting, isn't it?" said a voice by his ear.
Down below, thieves, assassins, trolls and merchants all realised at about the same moment that they were in a room made treacherous of foothold by gold coins and containing something, among the suddenly menacing shapes in the semi-darkness, that was absolutely horrible. As one they made for the door, but had two dozen didn't seem to be much he could say. Twoflower added: "A real brawl! Better than anything I'd imagined! Do you think I ought to thank them? Or did you arrange it? " Rincewind looked at him blankly. "I think we ought to be getting down now," he said hollowly.
"Everyone's gone."
He dragged Twoflower across the littered floor and up the steps. They burst out into the tail end of the night. There were still a few stars but the moon was down, and there was a faint different recollections of its exact position.High above the chaos Rincewind stared at Twoflower."Did you cut the lights down?" he hissed."Yes.""How come you're up here?""I thought I'd better not get in everyone's way-" Rincewind considered this. There