said Carrot. 'Everyone follow me.'
The babble stopped as the militia marched, lumbered, trotted and knuckled towards the Day Watch House.
A couple of very large trolls blocked the way. The crowd watched in expectant silence.
Any minute now, Colon thought, someone's going to throw something. And then we're all going to die.
He glanced up. Slowly and jerkily, gargoyle heads were appearing along the gutters. No-one wanted to miss a good fight.'Report to Corporal Nobbs for your weapons. Lance-Constable Detritus will administer the oath.' He stood back. 'Welcome to the Citizens' Watch. Remember, every lance-constable has a fieldmarshal's baton in his knapsack.'
The trolls hadn't moved.
Ain't gonna be inna Watch,' said Bauxite.
'Officer material if ever I saw it,' said Carrot.Carrot nodded at the two trolls.They'd got lichen all over them, Colon noticed.'It's Bluejohn and Bauxite, isn't it?' said Carrot.Bluejohn, despite himself, nodded. Bauxite was tougher, and merely glared.'You're just the sort I was looking for,' Carrot went on.Colon gripped his helmet like a size #10 limpet trying to crawl up into a size #1 shell. Bauxite was an avalanche with feet.'You're conscripted,' said Carrot.Colon peeked out from under the brim.
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