Guards Guards - Wizard

He found the Librarian hunched over his desk. The ape gave him an expectant look.

“Haven't found it yet. Sorry,” said Vimes. “Enquiries are continuing. But there is a little help you can give me.”

“Oook?”

“Well, this is a magical library, right? I mean, these books are sort of intelligent, isn't that so? So I've been thinking: I bet if I got in here at night, they'd soon kick up a fuss. Because they don't know me. But if they did know me, they'd probably not mind. So whoever took the book would have to be a wizard, wouldn't they? Or someone who works for the University, at any rate.”

The Librarian glanced from side to side, then grasped Vimes's hand and led him into the seclusion of a couple of bookshelves. Only then did he nod his head.

“Someone they know?”

A shrug, and then another nod.

“That's why you told us, is it?”

“Oook.”

“And not the University Council?”

“Oook.”

“Any idea who it is?”

The Librarian shrugged, a decidedly expressive gesture for a body which was basically a sack between a pair of shoulderblades.

“Well, it's something. Let me know if any other strange things happen, won't you?” Vimes looked up at the banks of shelves. ' 'Stranger than usual, I mean.''

“Oook.”

“Thank you. It's a pleasure to meet a citizen who regards it as their duty to assist the Watch.”

The Librarian gave him a banana.

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Guards Guards - 138-139