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What am I supposed to do?’
‘Dunno. I suppose they’re yours, Throat. Can imagine why anyone’d want to get rid of ‘em, though.
He turned towards the door. Throat stepped into his path.
‘Then that’ll be twelve pence, ‘ he said smoothly.
‘What for?
‘For the gave the globe another shake.
‘Nice, ain’t they?’ he said.
‘Worth every penny,’ said Dibbler. He rubbed his hands together hopefully.’Should sell like hot cake’ he said, picking up a handful and shoving them into box.
He locked the door behind them when they left.
In the darkness something went plop.one you just put in your pocket, Fred.’Colon fished the globe out of his pocket.‘Come on!’ he protested.’You just found them ?heh? They didn’t cost you a penny!’‘Yes, but there’s storage . . . packing . . . handling . .‘Tuppence, ‘ said Colon desperately.‘Tenpence.’‘Threepence.’‘Sevenpence - and that’s cutting my own throat ??? mark you.’‘Done,’ said the sergeant, reluctantly. He