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I say go, we grab ‘eo None the wiser”

“Yer crazy,” Styles pronounced “But, daht work”

“Aye, crazy enough not to want to go on living the e have these last couple of weeks We ain’t got a choice, do we? And, aye, it ork,” Lew told him

“Then whot?” Styles wanted details

“We toike ’em to Bess We’ll have to cut her in, but with two of ’eet a bundle of the ready, ill Lookee how they are dressed—to the nines Aye, their people will pay”

His friend’s ugly face broke out into a slow grin “Whot aiting for?”

Felicia and Becky weaved through the hubbub of shouting people who had gathered and were taking sides between the hackney driver and the fruit and vegetable vendor Everyone had an opinion and wanted to be heard The din was overwhel

Becky looked at the scene and sighed, as Felicia was already taking sides herself “Becky—that poor vendor has lost a day’s earnings because of so that was not his fault”

“Yes, but the hackney driver is also trying to earn a living,” Becky pointed out

“It isn’t the vendor’s fault that the driver wasn’t able to control his skittish ani his cab”

“Oh, Felicia … do let us get out of this crowd” Becky looked around with some concern

“Right then, you are right—this is getting a bit too rowdy,” Felicia agreed

They held to each other tightly as they worked their way through the ive way

Finally they e the a s when Felicia heard a horse and cab trot up far too close