Throw Him Away and Get a New One

Before Mrs Gladstone could answer, the two gentlemen in question entered. They wore raincoats, Trilby hats and an air of menace.

“Angus Highsmith?” said one.

“Yes,” said Angus.

“Of 3 Acacia Avenue?”


“We have a court order.”

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