“The bravest of us have joints in our armour. Capes, do you think. Anna, my love, you cannot have forgotten so soon. ’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. “Mid-thirties. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans.
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