Claude Monet Terrace at St Adresse

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Carrot shook the drops off his leather rain cape and exchanged salutes with the troll on guard. He strolled through the clerks in the outer rooms and knocked respectfully on the door of the Oblong Office.
'Come.'
Carrot entered,'A new dartboard, sir. It helps the men relax after their shift, sir.'
Vetinari recovered a little.
'Another one? But you had one only last year!'
'It's the Librarian, sir. Nobby lets him play and he just leans a bit and hammers the darts in with his fist. It ruins the board. Anyway, Detritus threw one through it. Through the wall behind it, too.'
'Very well. And?'
'Well . . . Acting-Constable Detritus needs to be let off havin marched to the desk, saluted and stood at ease.Lord Vetinari tensed, very slightly.'Oh, yes,' he said. 'Corporal Carrot. I was expecting . . . something like this. I'm sure you've come to ask me for . . . something?'Carrot unfolded a piece of grubby paper, and cleared his throat.'Well, sir . . . we could do with a new dartboard. You know. For when we're off duty?'The Patrician blinked. It was not often that he blinked.'I beg your pardon?'