'Yes!' said Vimes, so loudly that the room went quiet. 'Now all we need is the corner bit with the piece of sky and the leaves and it'll all be one big picture?'
'It's been a long day for all of us, sir,' said Carrot.
Vimes sagged. 'Okay,' he said. Tomorrow... I want you, Carrot, to check on the golems in the city. If they're up to something I want to know what it is. And you, Littlebottom... you look everywhere in the old man's house for more arsenic. I wish I could believe that you'll find any.'
Angua had volunteered to walk Littlebottom back to her lodgings. The dwarf was surprised that the men let her do this. After all, it'd mean that Angua would then have to walk on home by herself.
'Aren't you afraid?' Cheery said as they ambled through the damp clouds of fog.
'Nope.'
'But I imagine muggers and cut-throats would be out in a fog like this. And you said you lived in the Shades.'
'Oh, yes. But I haven't been bothered lately.'
'Ah, perhaps they're frightened of the uniform?'
'Possibly,' said Angua.
'Probably they've learned respect.'
'You may be right.'
'Er ... excuse me ... but are you and Captain Carrot... ?'
Angua waited politely.
'... Er...'
'Oh, yes,' said Angua, taking pity. 'We're er. But I stay at Mrs Cake's boarding house because you need your own space in a city like this.' And an understanding landlady sympathetic to those with special needs, she added to herself. Like doorhandles that a paw could operate, and a window left open on moonlit nights. 'You've got to have somewhere where you can be yourself. Anyway, the Watch House smells of socks.'
'I'm staying with my Uncle Armstrangler,' said Cheery. 'It's not very nice there. People talk about mining most of the time.'
'Don't you?'
'There's not a lot you can say about mining. I mine in my mine and what's mine is mine, ' said Cheery in a singsong voice. 'And then they go on about gold which, frankly, is a lot duller than people think.'
'I thought dwarfs loved gold,' said Angua.
They just say that to get it into bed.'
'Are you sure you're a dwarf? Sorry. That was a joke.'
'There must be more interesting things. Hair. Clothes. People.'
'Good grief. You mean girl talk?
'I don't know, I've never talked girl talk before,' said Cheery. 'Dwarfs just talk.'
'It's like that in the Watch, too,' said Angua. 'You can be any sex you like provided you act male. There's no men and women in the Watch, just a bunch of lads. You'll soon learn the language. Basically it's how much beer you supped last night, how strong the curry was you had afterwards, and where you were sick. Just think egotesticle. You'll soon get the hang of it. And you'll have to be prepared for sexually explicit jokes in the Watch House.'
Cheery blushed.
'Mind you, that seems to have ended now,' said Angua.
'Why? Did you complain?'
'No, after I joined in it all seemed to stop/ said Angua, 'And, you know, they didn't laugh? Not even when I did the hand gestures too? I thought that was unfair. Mind you, some of them were quite small gestures.'