There was a knock at the door. Moist recognized it; it sought to alert without disturbing.
"Come in, Stanley," he said. The door opened.
"It's me, sir," said Stanley, who went through life with the care of a man reading a manual translated from a foreign language.
"Yes, Stanley."
"Head of stamps, sir," said Stanley.
"Yes, Stanley?"
"Lord Vetinari is in the coach yard, sir, inspecting the new automatic pick-up mechanism. He says there is no rush, sir."
"He says there is no rush," said Moist to Adora Belle.
"We'd better hurry, then?"
"Exactly."
Terry Pratchett, Making Money



















