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"
The
rank
,
anyway
,
"
said
Vimes
.
Lady
Ramkin
beamed
encouragingly
.
This
led
to
a
strange
shuffling
among
the
men
.
Sergeant
Colon
,
by
dint
of
some
effort
,
managed
to
make
his
chest
stick
out
more
than
his
stomach
.
Carrot
straightened
up
from
his
habitual
stoop
.
Nobby
vibrated
with
soldierly
bearing
,
hands
thrust
straight
down
by
his
sides
,
thumbs
pointing
sharply
forward
,
pigeon
chest
inflated
so
much
that
his
feet
were
in
danger
of
leaving
the
ground
.
"
I
always
think
we
can
all
sleep
safer
in
my
bed
knowing
that
these
brave
men
are
watching
over
us
,
"
said
Lady
Ramkin
,
walking
sedately
along
the
rank
,
like
a
treasure
galleon
running
ahead
of
a
mild
breeze
.
"
And
who
is
this
?
"
It
is
difficult
for
an
orangutan
to
stand
to
attention
.
Its
body
can
master
the
general
idea
,
but
its
skin
can
’
t
.
The
Librarian
was
doing
his
best
,
however
,
standing
in
a
sort
of
respectful
heap
at
the
end
of
the
line
and
maintaining
the
kind
of
complex
salute
you
can
only
achieve
with
a
four
-
foot
arm
.
"
’
E
’
s
plain
clothes
,
ma
’
am
,
"
said
Nobby
smartly
.
"
Special
Ape
Services
.
"
"
Very
enterprising
.
Very
enterprising
indeed
,
"
said
Lady
Ramkin
.
"
How
long
have
you
been
an
ape
,
my
man
?
"
"
Oook
.
"
"
Well
done
.
"
She
turned
to
Vimes
,
who
was
definitely
looking
incredulous
.
"
A
credit
to
you
,
"
she
said
.
"
A
fine
body
of
men
-
"
