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But
just
a
small
one
.
"
"
Oook
.
"
"
And
you
’
re
paying
.
"
"
Eeek
.
"
Vimes
stopped
and
stared
down
at
the
big
,
mild
face
.
"
Tell
me
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
’
ve
always
wanted
to
know
.
.
.
is
it
better
,
being
an
ape
?
"
The
Librarian
thought
about
it
.
"
Oook
,
"
he
said
.
"
Oh
.
Really
?
"
said
Vimes
.
It
was
the
next
day
.
The
room
was
wall
-
to
-
wall
with
civic
dignitaries
.
The
Patrician
sat
on
his
severe
chair
,
surrounded
by
the
Council
.
Everyone
present
was
wearing
the
shiny
waxen
grins
of
those
bent
on
good
works
.
Lady
Sybil
Ramkin
sat
off
to
one
side
,
wearing
a
few
acres
of
black
velvet
.
The
Ramkin
family
jewels
glittered
on
her
fingers
,
neck
and
in
the
black
curls
of
today
’
s
wig
.
The
total
effect
was
striking
,
like
a
globe
of
the
heavens
.
