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"Pratchett . . . has a satirist's instinct for the absurd and a cartoonist's eye for the telling detail." --Daily Telegraph(London) "The purely funniest English writer since Wodehouse." --Washington Post Book World Sam Vimes, watch commander of Ankh-Morpork, is at long last taking a much-needed (and well deserved) vacation. But, of course, this is Discworld(r), where nothing goes as planned--and before Vimes can even change his cardboard-soled boots for vacationer's slippers, the gruff watch commander soon finds himself enmeshed in a fresh fiasco fraught with magic, cunning, daring, and (for the reader more than for poor Vimes) endless hilarity. Did he really expect time off? Discworld(r) is a registered trademark.