Nell: Now, I need you to keep an open mind.
Me: I can do that.
Nell: Because what I am about to say may sound a little far fetched.
Me: After Bert’s story yesterday I think I can manage anything.
Nell: Could Harriet be confused with a princess?
Me: Easily.
Nell: Only she’s sitting at the top of the stairs and I had a sudden thought that….did you just say ‘Easily’?
Me: Yes. I think Harriet is part of Knitwear Wolf’s gang of thieves.
Nell: I beg your pardon?
Me: Think about it. And she is not the only one.
Nell: She isn’t?
Me: Alejandro has a distinct touch of the camel about him. I mean look at his eyelashes.
Nell: His eyelashes?
Me: Yes. And then there’s Gladys. She is always dancing and her hair is awfully long.
Nell: I think I need a lie down.
Me: And as for Knitwear Wolf. Anyone could mistake his green knitted caftan for a dress.
Nell: Do you think you could pass me a cup of tea? This is all a little troubling.
Me: I knew it rang a bell when you read me the story yesterday. So how did you realise they were all involved?
Nell: A small terrier delivered a large bouquet of flowers addressed to ‘The Princess’ and I was trying to guess who it might be.
Me: So you hadn’t realised it was them?
Nell: No. It may be naive of me but the idea that my family were part of a notorious gang of wool stealing thieves never entered my head.
Me: I’m sure there’s a very good explanation. We need to talk to Knitwear Wolf.
Nell: We need a Family Meeting first. I want some answers. And I want them now.
Me: Oh dear. Sorry.
