Edmund Blair Leighton Stitching the Standard

Edmund Blair Leighton Stitching the StandardFrancois Boucher Nude on a SofaFrank Dicksee La Belle Dame Sans MerciBenjamin Williams Leader The Last Gleam, Wargrave on Thames
'But there used to be very exalted circles, attend Guild functions . . .'
They exchanged glances. The Patrician got the best of the bargain, since Carrot's face was bigger. Both of them were trying not to grin.
'An excellent choice, in fact,' said the Patrician.
'I'd taken the liberty, sir, of drafting a letter to the cap— to Mr Vimes on your behalf. Just to save you trouble, sir. Perhaps you'd care to have a look?'a rank, in the old days. Commander of the Watch. I suggest Samuel Vimes.'The Patrician leaned back. 'Oh, yes,' he said. 'Commander of the Watch. Of course, that became a rather unpopular job, after all that business with Lorenzo the Kind. It was a Vimes who held the post in those days. I've never liked to ask him if he was an ancestor.''He was, sir. I looked it up.''Would he accept?''Is the High Priest an Offlian? Does a dragon explode in the woods?'The Patrician steepled his ringers and looked at Carrot over the top of them. It was a mannerism that had unnerved many.'But, you see, captain, the trouble with Sam Vimes is that he upsets a lot of important people. And I think that a Commander of the Watch would have to move in