Snuff is the 39th book is Terry Pratchett’s popular Discworld Series, and I must admit I am something of a fan having read/listened to just about every single one.
The synopsis for this adventure is that the loveable Commander Sam Vimes of Ankh-Morpork’s venerable City Watch is forced by his wife, Lady Sybil, to take a vacation with their son, Young Sam, at her family’s mansion Crundells. Sam is a street man, dragged up from the gutters by self will and excellent skills, landing at the ancestral home of his wife, the Hall with its maze of rooms and twirling maids [one of the long gone Dukes took fancies to young maidens, so the Duchess ordered that they twirl around and hide away and must not be seen or make eye contact with the Duke – a tradition that lasts to this day]. When in the City he feels out of his depth vis a vie Dukely status and duties, out in the country on the rambling great estate with its locals and yocals and curious ways, even his out of his depth is out of its depth.
After a short time of ‘enjoying’ his vacation, he discovers that the rural community has a dark past with the resident goblins, humanoid lifeforms that live in caves nearby. Vimes finds out that the son of Lord Rust has been enslaving goblins to force them to work on his tobacco plantations in Howondaland, allowing him to manufacture cigars cheaply that are then smuggled to Ankh-Morpork. After teaming up with the local constable, a young man called Upshot, Vimes manages to arrest those responsible for the crime. In the end, thanks to his wife’s organisational skills and powers of persuasion, goblins are recognised as citizens by all major nations and rulers. While Rust’s son flees abroad, Vetinari considers having him removed.
As always with Pratchetts writings we can see the sideways idiocy of the human and their ways, expertly written and often chuckle inducing.