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HELP, HELP. HELP, HELP, he said.
The sergeant sagged with relief.
THIS ASSISTS PEOPLE TO FORGET, DOES IT?
'Forget? People forget everything when they're given ...er...'
THE PIT.
'Yes! That's it!'opera scores.
In fact the kind of music he really liked was the kind that never got played. It ruined music, in his opinion, to torment it by involving it on dried skins, bits of dead cat and lumps of metal hammered into wires and tubes. It ought to stay written down, on the page, in rows of little dots and crotchetsAH. DO YOU MIND IF I ASK A QUESTION?'What?.DO YOU MIND IF PERHAPS I HAVE ANOTHER DAY?The sergeant opened his mouth to reply, and the D'regs attacked over the nearest sand‑dune.'Music?' said the Patrician. 'Ah. Tell me more.'He leaned back in an attitude that suggested attentive listening. He was extremely good at listening. He created a kind of mental suction. People told him things just to avoid the silence.Besides, Lord Vetinari, the supreme ruler of Ankh‑Morpork, rather liked music.People wondered what sort of music would appeal to such a man.Highly formalized chamber music, possibly, or thunder‑and­lightning

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And then someone started to sing. The voice swooped out of the sky like a sudden wind. It was a rather good mezzo‑soprano
'Hi‑jo‑to! Ho! Hi‑jo‑to! Ho!'
And after it, away. 'You can wait hours without seeing one and then you get seven all at once.'
Susan watched in astonishment as each rider picked up a dead warrior and galloped up into the sky again. They disappeared abruptly a few hundred yards up and reappeared again almost instantly for a fresh passenger. Soon there was a busy shuttle service operating.
After a minute or two one of the women trotted
her horse over to Susan and pulled a scroll of parchment out of her breastplate.
'What ho! Says here Volf,' she said, in the brisk voice used by people on horseback when mounted on a horse almost as fine as Binky, was a woman. Very definitely. A lot of woman. She was as much woman as you could get in one place without getting two women. She was dressed in chain mail, a shiny 46‑D‑cup breastplate, and a helmet with horns on it.The assembled dead cheered as the horse cantered in for a landing. There were six other singing horsewomen plunging out of the sky behind it.'Isn't it always the same?' said the raven, flapping

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always useful if you want to stake out somewhere.'
'Yes, sir?'
Vimes watched the feeble pun go right through Carrot 's head without triggering his brain. He turned back to the paper.
'Hmm. Vimes read it again.
He drummed his fingers on the table. There was no doubt Pensions for widows, I see.''Yessir.''Re-opening the old Watch Houses?''That's what he says, sir.'Vimes read on: We consider particularly that, this enlarged Watch will need an expereinced man in charge who, is held in Esteem by all parts of soceity and, we are convinced that you should fulfil this Roll. You will therefore take up your Duties immediately as, Commander of the Ankh-Morpork City Watch. This post traditionally carreis with it the rank of Knight which, we are minded to resurrect on this one occasion.Hoping this finds you in good health, Yrs. faithfullyHavelock Vetinari (Patrician)

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and me, sergeant?' said Carrot. And you, Lance-Constable Angua.'
'Oh dear,' said Sergeant Colon.
But they followed Carrot into the sombre buildings and along the gloomy corridors to Dr Whiteface's office. The chief of all the clowns, fools and jesters was standing in the middle of the floor, while a jester tried to sew extra sequins on his coat.They stared at one another.
'Well?' the clown demanded.
'I should like you to tell me,' said Carrot, 'about events in this Guild House the night before last.'
Dr Whiteface stared at him in silence.
Then he said, 'If I don't?''Well?'' 'Evening, doctor,' said Carrot.'I should like to make it clear that Lord Vetinari will be hearing about this directly,' said Dr Whiteface.'Oh, yes. I shall tell him,' said Carrot.'I can't imagine why you're bothering me when there's rioting in the streets.'Ah, well . . . we shall deal with that later. But Captain Vimes always told me, sir, that there's big crimes and little crimes. Sometimes the little crimes look big and the big crimes you can hardly see, but the crucial thing is to decide which is which.'