'It's already killed people,' said Carrot. 'Contrary to sixteen separate Acts in Council.'
'Well, yes. But that was just like, you know, the hurly-burly of this and that,' said Colon. 'Not that it wasn't bad, I mean, but people sort of participating, just handing over some slip of a girl and standing round watching as if it's all proper and legal, that's much worse.'
'I reckon it all depends on your point of view,' said Nobby thoughtfully.
'What d'you mean?'
'Well, from the point of view of someone being burned alive, it probably doesn't matter much,' said Nobby philosophically.
'People won't stand for it, I said,' said Colon, ignoring this. 'You'll see. They'll march on the palace, and what will the dragon do then, eh?'
'Burn 'em all,' said Nobby promptly.
Colon looked puzzled. 'It wouldn't do that, would it?' he said.
'Don't see what's to prevent it, do you?' said Nobby. He glanced out of the doorway. 'He was a good lad, that boy. Used to run errands for my grandad. Who'd have thought he'd go around with a dragon on his chest ...'
'What are we going to do, Sergeant?' said Carrot.
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