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'Where the hell are we, partner?' said Cuddy.
'Cave.'
'No caves under Ankh-Morpork. It's on loam.'
Cuddy had fallen about thirty feet but had cushioned the fall because he landed on Detritus' head. The troll had been sitting, surrounded by rotting woodwork, in . . . well . . . a cave. Or, Cuddy thought, as his eyes grew accustomed to the gloom, a stone-lined tunnel.
'I didn't do 'Yes?'
'No-one ever say there tunnels under the city. No-one know about them.'
'So . . .?'
'So there no way out. Because way out is way in, too, and if no-onnothing,' said Detritus, 'I just stood there, next minute, everything going past upwards.'Cuddy reached down into the mud underfoot and brought up a piece of wood. It was very thick. It was also very rotten.'We fell through something into something,' he said.He ran his hand over the curved tunnel wall. 'And this is good masonry. Very good.''How we get out?'There was no way to climb back. The tunnel roof was much higher than Detritus.'We walk out, I think,' said Cuddy.He sniffed the air, which was dank. Dwarfs have a very good sense of direction underground.'This way,' he added, setting off.'Cuddy?'

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