![]() ![]() There was a long pause - rather too long - and Dr Harker was forced to break the silence by saying, 'I rather fear that we won't. And you ain't never going to guess what was on it!' 'In his pocket they finds a card - a calling card, if you like. 'Īnd there's a bit of a puzzle to keep everyone wondering. 'Beskewered by an arrow right through his heart. When news of a dramatic and gruesome murder becomes the talk of the coffee shop it is just a bit of a diversion from ordinary life: ![]() His favourite customer is Dr Harker:īut he also has a very good friend his own age, Will Piggott, a pickpocket. He is apprentice at his father's printing shop under the sign of the Lamb and Lion in Fleet Street.Īctually, a lot of Tom's time is spent delivering completed printing work to customers, so Tom knows the streets of London very well, and the people who live there. He could hear the muffled clatter of horses' hooves and the tick, tock of walking sticks and boot heels somewhere in the distance cattle were lowing as they made their way to market, and the smells of baking bread, fish, coffee and horse dung competed with the rotten-egg stink of the fog. ![]() He could see almost nothing in the murk and kept to the wall, dodging the other poor citizens as they coughed their way blindly towards him. ![]() It was the queasy colour of curdled milk and gripped his throat like a thief. a thick sulphurous fog had taken hold of the city. ![]()
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