than height, it was more a case of both of them orbiting around each other. If he let go, it was an even chance that the target would be hit by a spiky ball or an unexploded Corporal Nobbs. Neither prospect pleased.
Tut it downout now.'
Five men emerged, edging cautiously arou, Nobby,' hissed Colon, 'I don't think they're going to make trouble . . .''I can't let go, Fred!'Carrot sucked his knuckles.'Do you think that comes under the heading of "minimum necessary force", sergeant?' he asked. He appeared to be genuinely worried.'Fred! Fred! What'll I do?'Nobby was a terrified blur. When you are swinging a spiky ball on a chain, the only realistic option is to keep moving. Standing still is an interesting but brief demon- stration of a spiral in action.'Is he still breathing?' said Colon.'Oh, yes. I pulled the punch.''Sounds minimum enough to me, sir,' said Colon loyally.'Fredddd!'Carrot reached out absent-mindedly as the morning-star rocketed past and caught it by the chain. Then he threw it against the wall, where it stuck.'You men in there in the Watch House,' he said, 'come
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