Snuff
was
actually quite interesting stuff about septic tanks and dunnakin divers and
gongfermors and how dog muck helped make the very best leather, and other things
that you never thought you would need to know, but once heard somehow lodged in
your mind.
Apparently it was by the author of Wee and if Young Sam had one vote for
the best book ever written, then it would go to Wee . His enthusiasm was perhaps fanned all the more
because a rare imp of mischief in Vimes led him to do all the necessary
straining noises.
Later, over dinner, Sybil quizzed him about his
afternoon. She was particularly interested when he mentioned stopping by to
watch the crockett.
âOh they still play it? Thatâs wonderful! How did it
go?â
Vimes put down his knife and fork and stared
thoughtfully at the ceiling for a moment or two, then said, âWell, I was talking
to Lord Rust for some of the time, and I had to leave, of course, because of
Young Sam, but fortune favored the priests, when their striker managed to tump
a couple of the farmers by a crafty use of the hamper. There were several appeals
to the hat man about this, because he broke his mallet in so doing, and in my
opinion the hat manâs decision was entirely correct, especially since the
farmers had played a hawk maneuver.â He took a deep breath. âWhen play
recommenced, the farmers still had not found their stride but got a breathing
space when a sheep wandered onto the pitch and the priests, assuming that this
would stop play, relaxed too soon, and Higgins J. fired a magnificent handsaw
under the offending ruminantâ¦â
Sybil finally stopped him when she realized that the
meal was growing very cold, and said, âSam! How did you become an expert on the
noble game of crockett?â
Vimes picked up his knife and fork. âPlease donât
ask me again,â he sighed. In his head meanwhile a little voice said, Lord Rust tells me there is nothing here for me. Oh
dear, Iâd better find out what it is, what?
He cleared his throat and said, âSybil, did you
actually look at that book Iâm reading to Young Sam?â
âYes, dear. Felicity Beedle is the most famous
childrenâs writer in the world. Sheâs been at it for years. She wrote Melvin and the Enormous Boil , Geoffrey and the Magic Pillow
Case , The Little Duckling
Who Thought He Was an Elephant â¦â
âDid she write one about an elephant who thought he
was a duckling?â
âNo, Sam, because that would be silly. Oh, she also
wrote Daphne and the Nose Pickers and Gastonâs Enormous
Problem won for her the Gladys H. J. Ferguson
awardâthe fifth time sheâs been given it. She gets children interested in
reading, you see?â
âYes,â said Vimes, âbut theyâre reading about poo
and brain-dead ducklings!â
âSam, thatâs part of the commonality of mankind, so
donât be so prudish. Young Samâs a country boy now, and Iâm very proud of him,
and he likes books. Thatâs the whole point! Miss Beedle also finances
scholarships for the Quirm College for Young Ladies. She must be quite wealthy
now, but I hear sheâs taken Apple Tree Cottageâyou can practically see it from
here, itâs on the side of the hillâand I think it right, if you donât mind, of
course, that we invite her here to the Hall.â
âOf course,â said Vimes, though his dontmindedness
was entirely due to the way his wifeâs question had been phrased and the subtle
resonances that Miss Beedleâs attendance was a done deal.
V imes slept a lot better that night, partly because he could feel that somewhere in the universe nearby there was a clue waiting for him to pull. That made his fingers itch already.
In the morning, as he had promised, he took Young Sam horse riding. Vimes could ride, but hated doing so. Nevertheless, falling off the back of a pony onto oneâs head was a skill that every young man should learn if only so that he resolved never to do it again.
The rest of the day, however, did not work out well. Vimes, suspicions filling his mind, was metaphorically and only just short of literally dragged by Sybil to see her friend Ariadne, the lady blessed with the six daughters. In actual fact there were only five visible in the chintzy drawing room when Sybil and he were ushered in. He was
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