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The
Librarian
’
s
face
,
surrounded
by
the
inner
-
tube
jowls
of
the
Librarian
’
s
head
,
appeared
upside
down
in
the
barred
opening
,
and
gave
him
a
grin
that
wasn
’
t
any
less
terrible
for
being
the
wrong
way
up
.
"
Oook
?
"
The
orangutan
flopped
down
off
the
wall
,
grabbed
a
couple
of
bars
,
and
pulled
.
Muscles
shunted
back
and
forward
across
its
barrel
chest
in
a
complex
pavane
of
effort
.
The
mouthful
of
yellow
teeth
gaped
in
silent
concentration
.
There
were
a
couple
of
dull
"
thungs
"
as
the
bars
gave
up
and
broke
free
.
The
ape
flung
them
aside
and
reached
into
the
gaping
hole
.
Then
the
longest
arms
of
the
Law
grabbed
the
astonished
Vimes
under
his
shoulders
and
pulled
him
through
in
one
movement
.
The
rank
surveyed
their
handiwork
.
"
Right
,
"
said
Nobby
.
"
Now
,
what
are
the
chances
of
a
man
standing
on
one
leg
with
his
hat
on
backwards
and
a
handkerchief
in
his
mouth
hitting
a
dragon
’
s
voonerables
?
"
"
Mmph
,
"
said
Colon
.
"
It
’
s
pretty
long
odds
,
"
said
Carrot
.
"
I
reckon
the
hanky
is
a
bit
over
the
top
,
though
.
"
Colon
spat
it
out
.
"
Make
up
your
minds
,
"
he
said
.
"
Me
leg
’
s
going
to
sleep
.
"
