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"
I
said
,
"
he
said
,
"
that
you
may
go
.
"
Vimes
paused
at
the
door
.
"
Do
you
believe
all
that
,
sir
?
"
he
said
.
"
About
the
endless
evil
and
the
sheer
blackness
?
"
"
Indeed
,
indeed
,
"
said
the
Patrician
,
turning
over
the
page
.
"
It
is
the
only
logical
conclusion
.
"
"
But
you
get
out
of
bed
every
morning
,
sir
?
"
"
Hmm
?
Yes
?
What
is
your
point
?
"
"
I
’
d
just
like
to
know
why
,
sir
.
"
"
Oh
,
do
go
away
,
Vimes
.
There
’
s
a
good
fellow
.
"
In
the
dark
and
draughty
cave
hacked
from
the
heart
of
the
palace
the
Librarian
knuckled
across
the
floor
.
He
clambered
over
the
remains
of
the
sad
hoard
and
looked
down
at
the
splayed
body
of
Wonse
.
Then
he
reached
down
,
very
gently
,
and
prised
The
Summoning
of
Dragons
from
the
stiffening
fingers
.
He
blew
the
dust
off
it
.
He
brushed
it
tenderly
,
as
if
it
was
a
frightened
child
.
