"Supposing you stay and look after them--" derided Sadie. "When we've made the divvy, as you call it, this bunch breaks up for the time being. We all go our own sweet ways. It's a case of each for himself. If you want to stick here and nurse those boobs upstairs, nobody's going to stop you."
"Not me! I don't know nothin' about--"
"Then keep your mouth shut. Whatever we do, we'll decide later on. How about the time, Dad?"
"Time's up," decided the Doctor with a glance at his watch. "We'll wait no longer for Mr. Perkins. Now, concerning our two young friends who were so unwise as to join us tonight--what is your pleasure?"
"Bump them off, of course, as Johnny so prettily puts it," yawned Sadie languidly. "I'll attend to the job, if the rest of you are squeamish."
"We will put it to vote," announced the Doctor. "Those in favor will raise their right hands and say 'aye'."
Five hands, including his own, sprang into the air.
"Contraries, 'no'."
"No," said Mike in a firm voice, holding up his right hand.
"The ayes have it," declared the Doctor dispassionately.