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Episode 12.5 | Episode 14
It is well known that the messenger with the
bad news is the one who invariably gets shot. With this
in mind Deletious enlists the aid of a third party to relay the latest
bit of gossip to his Rom employers, together with an invoice
to cover his interim expenses.
Meanwhile, despite a bad attack of Gout in his right foot,
the governor, Pixcellus, is trying to enjoy a poetry reading by Circuitous
the celebrated poet, artist and 'Stars in their Eyes' contestant
to mark Emperor Pentinion's birthday.
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"In days
of Old When the Roms were bold Their Forts were damp and musty They didn't have gas to keep them warm And that's why their Armour went rusty" |
It is also true that people who have gout are particularly bad tempered and the
Centurion
considers whether it would be wise to reveal to the Governor the full extent of the
message from Deletious. After some thought he decides it might be prudent to
keep back certain elements of the detail. Well at least until such time as the governors
demeanour improves.
| "Good news, Deletious reckons it's all perfectly harmless and innocent. It seems the Queen is suffering from acute indigestion and has been recommended a non-alcoholic fruit beverage which is obtainable from the Mac's. Because all men are lousy at shopping someone called Clara Loft is going to get it for her".
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Mm? I wonder if it will cure gout? I dont suppose this Clara person would get me some? - No perhaps not - Make sure they get through the wall and arrange for them to be followed". |
What Deletious had really said was that it was all bad news. The Bits were definitely up
to
something. An expedition was to be led by the formidable Clara Loft into the land
of Harris Tweed where they would seek out a secret something that would
end all their troubles once and for all. Clearly a reference to a weapon that would
help the Bits expel the Roms.
That night the Centurion slept very badly and dreamt of
Clara Loft
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© B J Pearce 99
