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You have a gift, I have noticed, for impressive oratory.' And Vimes heard the gentle note of warning as he added, 'At this time, commander, and in this place.'
"That's sergeant-at-arms, thank you,' said Vimes. "For now.' He grabbed Carcer's shirt collar, and dragged him to justice.

'You're not going to kill me, Mister Vimes. Not you. Not you with a badge. That ain't your way, Mister Vimes.'
Without looking, Vimes reached up and tore his badge off.

‘His next stop was at Dr Lawn's house where he sat and spoke for a while, about such things as memory and how tricky it can be, and forgetfulness, and how profitable it could prove.’

I’ve just got the joke about the “Oblong Office” hahaha

A certain realization dawned on him.
'Oh,’ he said.
YES, said Death.
‘Not even time to finish my cake?'
NO. THERE IS NO MORE TIME, EVEN FOR CAKE. FOR YOU, THE CAKE IS OVER. YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF CAKE.

The dark figure lowered its sword, watched for a moment in the echoing silence, and then said: 'Boo.'
It reached out one gloved hand and gave the Patrician a push.
Winder went over backwards.
The Assassin held his bloodless sword at arm's length and let it drop on the floor beside the corpse. Then he turned and walked slowly back across the marble floor. He shut the double doors behind him, and the echoes died away.

'Who sent yer?'
'I come from the city,' said the figure, drawing a thin, silvery sword.
‘Who are yer?'
'Think of me as ... your future.'
The figure drew the sword back, but it was too late. Terror's own more subtle knife had done its work. Winder's face was crimson, his eyes were staring at nothing, and coming up from the throat, through the crumbs of cake, was a sound that merged a creak with a sigh.

‘This meant that while the Republicans were being starved of important things like government, banking services and salvation, they were self-sufficient in terms of humdrum, everyday things like food and drink.

People are content to wait a long time for salvation, but prefer dinner to turn up inside an hour.’

‘And when everyone’s running around in confusion a man who is firm of purpose can push his way up by sheer nerve. After all, Vines thought, I did.’

‘Now, sir, I'm just handcuffing you to this desk for a moment, sir, for your protection.'
'Who... who from?'
'Me. I'll kill you if you try to run away, sir.’