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"
Why
do
you
say
that
?
"
"
We
are
considering
a
number
of
possibilities
,
"
said
Vimes
woodenly
.
"
If
it
has
no
lair
,
where
does
it
spend
its
days
?
"
said
the
Patrician
.
"
Inquiries
are
being
pursued
,
"
said
Vimes
.
"
Then
pursue
them
with
alacrity
.
And
find
the
lair
,
"
said
the
Patrician
sourly
.
"
Yes
,
sir
.
Permission
to
leave
,
sir
?
"
"
Very
well
.
But
I
shall
expect
progress
by
tonight
,
do
you
understand
?
"
Now
why
did
I
wonder
if
it
has
a
lair
?
Vimes
thought
,
as
he
stepped
out
into
the
daylight
and
the
crowded
square
.
Because
it
didn
’
t
look
real
,
that
’
s
why
.
If
it
isn
’
t
real
,
it
doesn
’
t
need
to
do
anything
we
expect
.
How
can
it
walk
out
of
an
alley
it
didn
’
t
go
into
?
Once
you
’
ve
ruled
out
the
impossible
then
whatever
is
left
,
however
improbable
,
must
be
the
truth
.
The
problem
lay
in
working
out
what
was
impossible
,
of
course
.
That
was
the
trick
,
all
right
.
There
was
also
the
curious
incident
of
the
orangutan
in
the
night
-
time
.
.
.
