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Your sedan chair is outside, sir.’

It had been a wedding present from the Patrician. Lord Vetinari knew that Vimes loved walking the streets of the city, and so it was very typical of the man that he presented him with something that did not allow him to do so. It was waiting outside. The two bearers straightened up expectantly. Vimes looked at the front man and motioned with a thumb to the chair’s door. ‘Get in,’ he commanded.
‘But sir—’
‘It’s a nice morning,’ said Vimes, taking off his coat. ‘I’ll drive myself

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