Polly
said: “The meat is from Arthur Fisher’s butcher’s shop in High Town, you know, the bloke who owns this hotel.” Sowerbutt
nodded, trying to look intelligent. “I’m
selling him some, shall we say, off-ration chickens from young Rimmer’s
farm. When we complete the
negotiations with the farms, we’ll start talking about lamb
and beef. Bit harder to hide them from the WarAg inspectors, but we can do it.
Fisher is insistent on quality - no horsemeat. After all, he supplies most of
the local gentry. Can’t let rationing interfere with their fat stomachs, can
we?”
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