Saturday, 11 October 2014

They're here! They're here!

Hat in hand, Peter dashed down the Rue de Poe. He arrived outside the public convenience opposite Madam Sebbotendorf's occult bookshop and banged on the door. "Sir! Sir!" he shouted. "They're here!"
    Cursing, crashing and banging from the other side then the door opened to reveal the Baron, buttoning up his breeches.
    "They're here, sir!"
    "Yes, yes," said the Baron. "I heard you the first time. How on earth did the Inquisition find us in Paris again? Fetch Camilla, tell her we've got to get the first coach out of here. There's not a moment to lose!"
    "No, no, you don't understand." Peter put his hat back on. "I didn't mean the Inquisition, sir. I was talking about the books."
    "Books? You mean  the spanking new edition of Mister Fielding's account of our adventures in Old Siam?"
    "Yes, a whole cart load of them have turned up at our lodgings!"
    The Baron let out a sigh of relief.
    "So no appallingly angry priests wielding pistols and crucifixes then," he said.
    "No, sir. Just the books." 
    "Excellent. Now that's the best bit of news I've heard in a long time. Come on then, Peter - let's find out what Mister Fielding has written about us!"          

The brand new edition of Shadows and Pagodas is now available in nineteenth century conveniences everywhere. 

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