on his chest, ‘I’m afraid to.’
“Just then Snippy came back to life with a groan, an’ the other old lady kicked him to his feet.
“‘Get out of this!’ she says, an’ Snippy got up.
“Then Pig got up, a bit shaky, an’ was turned loose with a belt on his head that didn’t do him any good at all.
“Suddenly Flynn looked up at Mrs. Pilking with a gasp. Her grey wig had got a bit crooked, an’ in the faint light, such as it was, he could see her face.
“‘Let me get up,’ he says sulkily. ‘It’s a fair cop, P.C. Lee — I ought to have known you didn’t shave off your dashed beard for nothin’. Who’s the other blighter — Sankey?’
“‘That’s me,’ says P.C. Sankey, taking off his skirt.”
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