'Sorry.'
'Sorry.'
'No, you were speaking.'
'No, sorry, you were saying?'
'Oh.' Vimes hesitated. 'I'll be off, then.'
'Oh. Yes.' Lady Ramkin gave him a washed-out smile. 'Can't keep all these offers waiting, can you,' she said.
She thrust out a hand. Vimes shook it carefully.
'So I'll just be going, then,' he said.
'Do call again,' said Lady Ramkin, more coldly, 'if you are ever in this area. And so on. I'm sure Errol would like to see you.'
'Yes. Well. Goodbye, then.'
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