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We slipped on our boots and I moved over to
Twinetoes' bed. I touched his arm. Mumbling curses he opened his eyes.
"It's Mac," I whispered, leaning over and looking steadyingly into his
face.
"Wot the 'ell...." he began, but I managed to silence him. Once
accustomed to the gloom, his eyes took in the strangeness of the
situation and, painfully swallowing the foul nausea of his drunk, he
calmly and quietly pulled on his boots.
The old woman had again covered up the still sleeping girl and engaged
the Boss in a wrangle about money. "You'll bloody well swing yet," said
the Boss irrelevantly.
"Mebbe; but that don't alter it. I wants my full share 'n I means to
'av' it."
Dispassionately, the dock rat eyed them both and hoped for the best for
himself. We had ceased to exist for them. "Goin'?" asked the dock rat
as the others moved towards the stairs. They looked at him, but did not
reply. So far as we were aware, though we had forgotten the entire
world outside that room, there had been complete silence downstairs;
but now we could hear movement.


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