"I think perhaps the guards are still trying to free the Patrician," said the High Priest. "Apparently even his secret passages locked themselves."
"All of them? I thought the sly devil had 'em everywhere."
"All locked," said the High Priest. "All of them."
"Almost all of them," said a voice behind him.
Ridcully's tones did not change as he turned around, except that a slight extra syrup was added.
[...]
"Ah, Lord Vetinari," he said, "I am so glad to see you are unhurt."
"I will see you gentlemen in the Oblong Office," said the Patrician. Behind him, a panel in the wall slid back noiselessly.
"I, um, I believe that there are a number of guards upstairs trying to free--" the Chief Priest began.
The Patrician waved a thin hand at him. "I wouldn't dream of stopping them," he said. "It gives them something to do and makes them feel important. Otherwise they just have to stand around all day looking fierce and controlling their bladders. Come this way."
Terry Pratchett, Reaper Man
