“What are you going to do?” he asked the Spangled Boy. And that surprising child answered, spitting on his hands and rubbing them:
“Do? Why, give a ’and with the barrer.”
The Mermaid put out a white arm and touched him.
“You are a hero,” she said. “I can recognize true nobility even under a once-spangled exterior. You may kiss my hand.”
“Well, of all the....” said Francis.
“Shall I?” the boy asked, more of himself than of the others.
“Do,” Mavis whispered. “Anything to keep her in a good temper.”
So the Spangled Boy kissed the still dampish hand of the Lady from the Sea, took the handles of the barrow and off they all went.
“The police.”