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"
In
my
opinion
,
"
said
Lord
Vetinari
,
"
it
’
s
some
kind
of
warfare
.
Possibly
a
rival
gang
has
hired
a
wizard
.
A
little
local
difficulty
.
"
"
Could
be
linked
to
all
this
strange
thieving
,
sir
,
"
volunteered
Wonse
.
"
But
there
’
s
the
footprints
,
sir
,
"
said
Vimes
doggedly
.
"
We
’
re
close
to
the
river
,
"
said
the
Patrician
.
"
Possibly
it
was
,
perhaps
,
a
wading
bird
of
some
sort
.
A
mere
coincidence
,
"
he
added
,
"
but
I
should
cover
them
over
,
if
I
were
you
.
We
don
’
t
want
people
getting
the
wrong
idea
and
jumping
to
silly
conclusions
,
do
we
?
"
he
added
sharply
.
Vimes
gave
in
.
"
As
you
wish
,
sir
,
"
he
said
,
looking
at
his
sandals
.
The
Patrician
patted
him
on
the
shoulder
.
"
Never
mind
,
"
he
said
.
"
Carry
on
.
Good
show
of
initiative
,
that
man
.
Patrolling
in
the
Shades
,
too
.
Well
done
.
"
He
turned
,
and
almost
walked
into
the
wall
of
chain
mail
that
was
Carrot
.
To
his
horror
,
Captain
Vimes
saw
his
newest
recruit
point
politely
to
the
Patrician
’
s
coach
.
Around
it
,
fully
-
armed
and
wary
,
were
six
members
of
the
Palace
Guard
,
who
straightened
up
and
took
a
wary
interest
.
Vimes
disliked
them
intensely
.
They
had
plumes
on
their
helmets
.
He
hated
plumes
on
a
guard
.
