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"
Ah
.
"
The
sergeant
nodded
wisely
.
"
Pertinent
.
Right
.
"
There
was
an
awkward
silence
.
"
Maybe
people
have
seen
weird
things
,
"
said
Captain
Vimes
.
"
Or
perhaps
there
have
been
unexplained
fires
.
Or
footprints
.
You
know
,
"
he
finished
,
desperately
,
"
signs
of
dragons
.
"
"
You
mean
,
like
,
piles
of
gold
what
have
been
slept
on
,
"
said
the
sergeant
.
"
And
virgins
being
chained
to
rocks
,
"
said
Nobbs
,
knowingly
.
"
I
can
see
you
’
re
experts
,
"
sighed
Vimes
.
"
Just
do
the
best
you
can
.
"
"
This
mingling
,
"
said
Sergeant
Colon
delicately
,
"
it
would
involve
going
into
taverns
and
drinking
and
similar
,
would
it
?
"
"
To
a
certain
extent
,
"
said
Vimes
.
"
Ah
,
"
said
the
sergeant
,
happily
.
"
In
moderation
.
"
