"And, ee's gone now..." he sniffed again. "Well, a bit a rum makes everything better-" he patted his coat pockets and found them empty. "Oh, bloody..." he muttered. "You wouldn't happen to have any rum, wouldja love?" he asked. "I'm out, I think I was comin' to collect dem two bottles from Piperel..."
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