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your real nose,' said Carrot. 'Thank you.'
The clown wound down a little.
'I think you'd back. 'You've been very helpful.'
He folded his hand again.
'Come on,' he said. 'We'd better begoing. I don't think we're going to be popular here in a minute or two.'
'What was that you showed him?' Angua asked, as they proceeded with dignity yet speed towards the gate.
'It was something you came here to find, wasn't it? All that stuff about better go,' he said. 'I don't like this sort of thing. It upsets me.''Sorry,' said Carrot again. 'It's just that . . . I think I'm having an idea. I wondered about it before . . . and I'm pretty certain now. I think I know about the person who did it. But I had to see the eggs to be sure.''You saying another clown killed him?' said Boffo belligerently. ' 'Cos if you are, I'm going straight to—''Not exactly,' said Carrot. 'But I can show you the killer's face.'He reached down and took something from the debris on the table. Then he turned to Boffo and opened his hand. He had his back to Angua, and she could not quite see what he was holding. But Boffo gave a strangled cry and ran away down the avenue of faces, his big shoes flip-flopping hugely on the stone flags.'Thank you,' said Carrot, at his retreating