![]() The woman began to plead and Hallam instinctively growled. His eyes glistened and his bottom lip dropped. The woman whimpered and Little Jim turned to watch unseen figures. A woman moaned and the man grinned with tobacco stained teeth at the sound. Tied around his neck was a filthy red neckerchief. His hair was shoulder-length, falling unruly over the red collar of his jacket. A man wearing a blue jacket took up a stone bottle and wiped his long flowing moustache afterwards. Hallam put a finger to his lips, but the boy, not even four, did not understand, and just gaped innocently back. ![]() Hallam leaned in even closer and a young boy with hair the colour of straw saw the movement to stare. He couldn’t see anyone but there was a murmur of voices. A small ham hung from the rafters, away from the rats and mice. ![]() There was a hearth-fire with a pot bubbling away and a battered table made of a length of wood over two pieces of cut timber. There was a crack in the wood and he gently inched closer to peer inside. He skirted the main path to skulk towards one of the shuttered windows on the building’s eastern wall. Wait here and keep alert!’ Hallam rasped. ![]()
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