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The
Patrician
liked
to
feel
that
he
was
looking
out
over
a
city
that
worked
.
Not
a
beautiful
city
,
or
a
renowned
city
,
or
a
well
-
drained
city
,
and
certainly
not
an
architecturally
favoured
city
;
even
its
most
enthusiastic
citizens
would
agree
that
,
from
a
high
point
of
vantage
,
Ankh
-
Morpork
looked
as
though
someone
had
tried
to
achieve
in
stone
and
wood
an
effect
normally
associated
with
the
pavements
outside
all
-
night
takeaways
.
But
it
worked
.
It
spun
along
cheerfully
like
a
gyroscope
on
the
lip
of
a
catastrophe
curve
.
And
this
,
the
Patrician
firmly
believed
,
was
because
no
one
group
was
ever
powerful
enough
to
push
it
over
.
Merchants
,
thieves
,
assassins
,
wizards
-
all
competed
energetically
in
the
race
without
really
realising
that
it
needn
’
t
be
a
race
at
all
,
and
certainly
not
trusting
one
another
enough
to
stop
and
wonder
who
had
marked
out
the
course
and
was
holding
the
starting
flag
.
The
Patrician
disliked
the
word
’
dictator
.
’
It
affronted
him
.
He
never
told
anyone
what
to
do
.
He
didn
’
t
have
to
,
that
was
the
wonderful
part
.
A
large
part
of
his
life
consisted
of
arranging
matters
so
that
this
state
of
affairs
continued
.
Of
course
,
there
were
various
groups
seeking
his
overthrow
,
and
this
was
right
and
proper
and
the
sign
of
a
vigorous
and
healthy
society
.
No
-
one
could
call
him
unreasonable
about
the
matter
.
Why
,
hadn
’
t
he
founded
most
of
them
himself
?
And
what
was
so
beautiful
was
the
way
in
which
they
spent
nearly
all
their
time
bickering
with
one
another
.
Human
nature
,
the
Patrician
always
said
,
was
a
marvellous
thing
.
Once
you
understood
where
its
levers
were
.
He
had
an
unpleasant
premonition
about
this
dragon
business
.
If
ever
there
was
a
creature
that
didn
’
t
have
any
obvious
levers
,
it
was
a
dragon
.
It
would
have
to
be
sorted
out
.
The
Patrician
didn
’
t
believe
in
unnecessary
cruelty
.
He
did
not
believe
in
pointless
revenge
.
But
he
was
a
great
believer
in
the
need
for
things
to
be
sorted
out
.
Funnily
enough
,
Captain
Vimes
was
thinking
the
same
thing
.
He
found
he
didn
’
t
like
the
idea
of
citizens
,
even
of
the
Shades
,
being
turned
into
a
mere
ceramic
tint
.
And
it
had
been
done
in
front
of
the
Watch
,
more
or
less
.
As
if
the
Watch
didn
’
t
matter
,
as
if
the
Watch
was
just
an
irrelevant
detail
.
That
was
what
rankled
.
Of
course
,
it
was
true
.
That
only
made
it
worse
.
