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Captain
Vimes
managed
to
get
a
grip
on
himself
.
He
was
clearly
in
the
presence
of
some
sex
-
crazed
would
-
be
murderess
,
insofar
as
any
gender
could
be
determined
under
the
strange
lumpy
garments
.
If
it
wasn
’
t
female
,
then
references
to
"
it
’
s
me
who
has
the
tricky
part
"
gave
rise
to
mental
images
that
would
haunt
him
for
some
time
to
come
.
He
knew
the
rich
did
things
differently
,
but
this
was
going
too
far
.
"
Madam
,
"
he
said
coldly
,
"
I
am
an
officer
of
the
Watch
and
I
must
warn
you
that
the
course
of
action
you
are
suggesting
breaks
the
laws
of
the
city
-
"
and
also
of
several
of
the
more
strait
-
laced
gods
,
he
added
silently
-
"
and
I
must
advise
you
that
his
Lordship
should
be
released
unharmed
immediately
-
"
The
figure
stared
at
him
in
astonishment
.
"
Why
?
"
it
said
.
"
It
’
s
my
bloody
dragon
.
"
"
Have
another
drink
,
not
-
Corporal
Nobby
?
"
said
Sergeant
Colon
unsteadily
.
"
I
do
not
mind
if
I
do
,
not
-
Sgt
Colon
,
"
said
Nobby
.
They
were
taking
inconspicuosity
seriously
.
That
ruled
out
most
of
the
taverns
on
the
Morpork
side
of
the
river
,
where
they
were
very
well
known
.
Now
they
were
in
a
rather
elegant
one
in
downtown
Ankh
,
where
they
were
being
as
unobtrusive
as
they
knew
how
.
The
other
drinkers
thought
they
were
some
kind
of
cabaret
.
"
I
was
thinking
,
"
said
Sgt
Colon
.
"
What
?
"
"
If
we
bought
a
bottle
or
two
,
we
could
go
home
and
then
we
’
d
be
really
inconspicuous
.
"
