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           "Strangethingsafoot,Vimes.Seriouscomplaintaboutyou,I’mafraid,"hesaid.Wonsedidn’twearglasses.Ifhehadwornglasses,he’dhavepeeredatVimesoverthetopofthem.

           "Sir?"

           "OneofyourNightWatchmen.SeemshearrestedtheheadoftheThieves’Guild."

           Vimesswayedalittleandtriedhardtofocus.Hewasn’treadyforthissortofthing.

           "Sorry,sir,"hesaid."Seemtohavelostyouthere."

           "Isaid,Vimes,thatoneofyourmenarrestedtheheadoftheThieves’Guild."

           "Oneofmymen?"

           "Yes."

           Vimes’sscatteredbraincellstriedvaliantlytoregroup."AmemberoftheWatch?"hesaid.

           Wonsegrinnedmirthlessly."Tiedhimupandlefthiminfrontofthepalace.There’sabitofastinkaboutit,I’mafraid.Therewasanote....ah...hereitis...’Thismanischargedwith,ConspiracytocommitCrime,underSection14(iii)oftheGeneralFeloniesAct,1678,byme,CarrotIronfoundersson.’"

           Vimessquintedathim.

           "Fourteeneye-eye-eye?"