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461 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1997
Bingly-bingly-bingly beep!
It wasn’t spying, Commander Vimes told himself. Spying was when you crept around peeking in windows. It wasn’t spying when you had to stand back a bit so that you weren’t deafened.
Vimes’s approach to paperwork was not to touch it until someone was shouting, and then at least there would be someone to help him sort through the stacks.
“By the way, do you think anyone saw you up there?�
“I doubt it, sir. I was right in among the chimneys and the air vents.�
Vimes sighed. “Captain, I expect if you’d done it in a cellar at midnight his lordship would have said ‘Wasn’t it rather dark down there?� next morning.�
“Never mind, we did it! Now can we come out, please?� There was another sound behind the voice. It sounded like a low, continuous growl.
“I think you ought to be able to tell me what you stole,� said Carrot.
“Er…rings? Gold rings?�
“Sorry, no rings mentioned.�
“Pearl necklace? Yes, that’s what—�
“Getting warmer, but no.�
“EԲ?�
“Ooo, you’re so close,� said Carrot encouragingly.
“A crown, was it? Maybe a coronet?�
Carrot leaned down to the constable. “Says here a tiara, Reg, can we let�?� He stood up. “We’re prepared to accept ‘coronet.� Well done!�
“Well, that’s a nice start to the day,� said Carrot.
“Thank you, yes, I wasn’t hurt,� said Angua.
“It makes it all seem worthwhile, somehow.�
“Just my hair messed up and another shirt ruined.�
“Well done.�
“Sometimes I might suspect that you don’t listen to anything I say,� said Angua.
“Glad to hear it,� said Carrot.