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’
This
is
a
city
,
Mr
—
’
he
glanced
down
,
and
once
again
felt
a
faint
unease
that
he
couldn
’
t
quite
put
his
finger
on
–
’
Mr
–
Mr
–
Mr
,
and
we
’
re
a
bit
short
of
fields
.
’
He
laid
down
his
pen
and
gave
the
kind
of
smile
that
suggested
he
’
d
learned
it
from
a
book
.
Ankh
-
Morpork
wasn
’
t
advanced
enough
to
possess
an
employment
exchange
.
People
took
jobs
because
their
fathers
made
room
for
them
,
or
because
their
natural
talent
found
an
opening
,
or
by
word
-
of
-
mouth
.
But
there
was
a
call
for
servants
and
menial
workers
,
and
with
the
commercial
sections
of
the
city
beginning
to
boom
the
thin
young
man
–
a
Mr
Liona
Keeble
–
had
invented
the
profession
of
job
broker
and
was
,
right
at
this
moment
,
finding
it
difficult
.
’
My
dear
Mr
—
’
he
glanced
down
–
’
Mr
,
we
get
many
people
coming
into
the
city
from
outside
because
,
alas
,
they
believe
life
is
richer
here
.
Excuse
me
for
saying
so
,
but
you
seem
to
me
to
be
a
gentleman
down
on
his
luck
.
I
would
have
thought
you
would
have
preferred
something
rather
more
refined
than
—
’
he
glanced
down
again
,
and
frowned
–
’
"
something
nice
working
with
cats
or
flowers
"
.
’
I
’
M
SORRY
.
I
FELT
IT
WAS
TIME
FOR
A
CHANGE
.
’
Can
you
play
a
musical
instrument
?
’
NO
.
’
Can
you
do
carpentry
?
’
