“Have ur heard anythink, sir?”
Another artful wink.
“Thee know’s zummat, I knows thee do.”
Another artful wink.
“Thee can tell I, surely? I wunt let un goo no furder.”
Horatio winked once more, and made a face at the door where the great Prigg was supposed to be.
“Ain’t give in, ave ur?”
Horatio put his finger in his mouth and made a popping noise as he pulled it out.
“What the devil does thee mean, lad? there be zummat up, I’ll swear.”
“Hush! hush!”