Стража! Стража!

           Theywereaccidentallysettingfootinitnow.Notveryreliably.Ithadbeenatryingnight,andtheyhadbeensteadyingtheirnerves.Theywerenowsosteadythatallfourwererelyingontheotherthreetokeepthemuprightandsteer.

           CaptainVimespassedthebottlebacktothesergeant.

           "Shameon,on,on,"hethoughtforabit,"you,"hesaid."Drun’infron’ofasuper,super,supererererofisiler."

           Thesergeanttriedtospeak,butcouldonlycomeoutwithaseriesofesses.

           "Putyoursel’onnacharge,"saidCaptainVimes,reboundingoffawall.Heglaredatthebrickwork."Thiswallassaultedme,"hedeclared."Hah!Thinkyou’retough,eh!Well,’maofislerof,of,oftheLaw,I’llhaveyouknow,andwedon’takeany,any,any."

           Heblinkedslowly,onceortwice.

           "What’sitwedon’takeanyof,Sar’nt?"hesaid.

           "Chances,sir?"saidColon.

           "No,no,no.S’otherstuff.Nevermind.Anyway,wedon’takeanyof,of,ofitfromanyone."Vaguevisionsweretrottingthroughhismind,ofaroomfullofcriminaltypes,peoplethathadjeeredathim,peoplewhoseveryexistencehadoffendedandtauntedhimforyears,lyingaroundandgroaning.Hewasalittleunclearhowithadhappened,butsomealmostforgottenpartofhim,somemuchyoungerVimeswithabrightshiningbreastplateandbighopes,aVimeshethoughtthealcoholhadlongagodrowned,wassuddenlyrestless.

           "Shallie,shallie,shallietellyousomething,Sarn’t?"hesaid.