Thief of Time - Wrath

'They're taking everything apart,' whispered Lobsang.

'That's the Auditors for you,' said Susan. 'They think that's how you find out about things. You know, I  loathe them. I really do.'

Lobsang glanced sideways at her. The monastery was not a single-sex institution. That is to say, it was, but corporately it had never thought of itself like that because the possibility of females working there had never crossed even minds capable of thinking of sixteen dimensions. But the Thieves' Guild had recognized that girls were at least as good as boys in all areas of thieving - he had, for example, fond memories of his classmate Steff, who could steal the small change out of your back pocket and climb better than an Assassin. He was at home around girls. But Susan scared the life out of him. It was as if some secret place inside her boiled with wrath, and with the Auditors she let it out.

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The Thief of Time - p268-269