“Dinnae
worry, all will be well,” Deplorium told Truman and Borium as they waited
anxiously in an underground cell.
“How can you
be so at ease?” asked Borium. “And for goodness sake, Truman, would you stop
that incessant jabbering and get off your knees!”
“There
nothin’ tae worry aboot,” replied Deplorium. “Hamish will be arrested when they
find the loot.”
Truman
stopped his babbling and began to cry
“You
betrayed a friend, Deplorium,” said Borium. “Why?”
“In a case
like this ye have tae be sly. Or would ye prefer it if we were tae die?”
“Prepare to
draw your last breath!” howled Truman. “Repent before impending death!”
“Borium,
slap his face!” yelled Deplorium. “He’s gettin’ oan ma wick!”
Just then
they heard a click
All three
swallowed hard and wanted to be sick
“You lot
look like ye’ve seen a ghost,” the guard chuckled. “Dinnae worry, ye’re no
gonnae roast. The laird wants tae see you three. Between you an’ me, it looks
like ye’re gonnae be set free.”
A little while
later they stood in front of the laird
“Ye don’t
look very scared,” he said. “Ah hope the guard didnae mention that ye’re gonnae
be spared.”
“News like
that ah don’t think he would’ve dared shared,” responded Deplorium. “Conditions
wurnae great underneath. So ye could say it’s relief.”
“Well, much
tae ma surprise, ye spoke the truth for a change. No yer usual lies.”
“Ah’m
assumin’ ye got yer man.”
“Aye. Ah
never would’ve guessed it wis Hamish MacCann.”
“It jist
goes tae show. Even people ye ken can sink really low. Yer Lairdship, are we
free tae go?”
“Aye, get
oot o’ ma sight. Ah’ve got tae sort oot MacCann’s execution before the end o’ light. Ah’ll be
keepin’ a close eye oan you, Deplorium. You and the Sassenachs…”
“Truman an’
Borium.”
Each of them
got a glimpse of the laird’s hound as they were leaving the manor ground
Borium’s
heart began to pound. “If that gets loose from the enclosure I don’t want to be
around.”
“Homeward
bound!” hollered Truman. “Oh, how good it feels to be safe and sound!”
“Truman, you
really did despair in there,” said Borium. “Wouldn’t you agree, Deplorium?”
Deplorium
wasn’t listening to anything that was said
He had other
things going around in his head
The next job
and who to rob
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