Nat thrust the glass of absinthe into Gadget’s shaking hands and watched as he gulped it down.
” ‘E fired blue fire at us!, I thought I was gonna…I mean….blue bloody fire!” Gadget blurted out and reaches for the absinthe bottle…
“I know” Nat said trying to remain calm himself, “I knew he had something to do with this”
“we have to..” gulps down more absinthe..”inform the authorities!, the mayor!, the militia!, the urchins!”
“Yes, first thing in the morning I wi…..” but Nat realised he was talking to himself as Gadget had fallen into a disturbed, drink induced sleep…
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