"She"s a vampire, mmm, mmm."
"What?"
Inigo sighed. "Your grace, I thought you understood. Vampires are simply part of Uberwald. This is where they belong. I"m afraid this is something you will have to come to terms with. I understand that now they... obtain blood by arrangement. Some people are... impressed by a title, your grace."
"Good grief."
"Quite so. In any case, you will be safe. Remember your diplomatic immunity, mmm, mhm."
"I didn"t quite see that working in the Wilinus Pass the other day."
"Oh, they were common bandits."
"Really? Has your man Sleeps turned up? Haven"t you taken this to the Watch here?"
"There"s no Watch here, as you understand the term. You saw them. They"re... gate guards, enforcers for the city rulers, mhm, mmm, not officers of the law. But enquiries are being made."
"Does Sybil come with me for this bit?" said Vimes, and thought: we were guards like that, not so long ago...
"It is usually done by the new ambassador and his guards."
"Well, Detritus is staying here to keep an eye on her, all right? She said this morning she really thinks this place would be better for some decent. carpet, and there"s no stopping her when she"s in a tape-measure mood. I"ll take Cheery and one of the lads from outside, for the look of the thing. I assume you"re coming?"
"I won"t be required, sir. Mmm. The new coachman knows the way. Morporkian is the diplomatic language, after all, and... I shall be making enquiries." "Delicate ones?"
"Indeed, your grace."
"If he"s been killed won"t that be an act of war?"
"Yes and no, your grace."
"What? Sleeps was - is our man!"
Inigo looked awkward. "It would depend on... exactly where he was and what he was doing..."
Vimes gave him a blank look, and then the penny dropped and operated his brain. "Spying?"
"Acquiring information. Everyone does it, mmm, mhm."
"Yes, but if you find a diplomat going too far you just send him home with a sharp note, don"t you?"
"Around the Circle Sea, your grace, that is the case. Here they may have a different approach."
"Something rather sharper than a note?"
"Exactly. Mmm."
One of the guards was Captain Tantony. There was some minor difficulty, but the argument that, since he was guarding Vimes, he might as well be where Vimes was, eventually carried some weight. Tantony had the look of an agonizingly logical man.
He kept giving Vimes curious looks as the coach rattled out of the town. Beside him sat Cheery with her legs dangling. Vimes noticed, although it was not the kind of thing he generally made a habit of noticing, that the shape of her breastplate had been subtly altered, probably by the same armourer that Angua went to, to indicate that the chest underneath it was not quite the same shape of chest that you got under the armour of, say, Corporal Nobbs, although of course probably no one had a chest the same shape as that of Corporal Nobbs.
She was wearing her high-heeled iron boots, too.
"Look, you don"t have to come," he said out loud.
"Yes, I do."
"I mean I could go and get Detritus instead. Although I suppose there"d be even more upshot if I took a troll into a dwarf mine. I mean, rather than a... a..."