Sowerbutt grinned: “I’m
pleased you shed your clothes, Rosetta, otherwise I wouldn’t have recognised
you. Your disguise is very good.”
“Tsk, tsk, senor. You talk
about taking off my clothes, I recall you had a lady?”
Sowerbutt kept a straight
face, he suddenly had a vision of Polly hurling phone books and shoes at him.
Rosetta pressed home her
advantage. “You are growing slack, senor. I walk in and you didn’t see. We are
in a back pool, back water, but you should not relax. Is that not so?”
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