When is a mole not a mole?

Me: Where were you?

Nell: With Sally.

Me: Come and see the funny photos I took on our walk yesterday. It was so lovely to be out again.

Nell: Very nice.

Me: Look at the one of Kev and Harriet playing football. It’s a real action shot.

Nell: I’m not in the mood for photos.

Me: What’s the matter? Has something happened?

Nell: I’ve just had a rather worrying conversation with Sally.

Me: Oh dear. What about?

Nell: Moles.

Me: I’m getting tired of moles, to be honest. Everything is about moles, or Mole Watching, at the moment.

Nell: This was about a very different kind of mole.

Me: There are bound to be lots of different species, Nell. Are we looking for a particular one?

Nell: Can I trust you?

Me: Always.

Nell: Sally has a mole in the Beefy camp.

Me: Are we talking about informants now?

Nell: We are.

Me: We guessed that already and we know who it is, don’t we?

Nell: Yes, although we didn’t have all the facts.

Me: What do you mean?

Nell: The mole just told Sally that the Beefies have a mole in our camp too.

Me: Do you mean there’s someone here we trust who we shouldn’t trust?

Nell: I do.

Me: That’s shocking.

Nell: And Sally says that someone is about to arrive here with a mole.

Me: Our mole, or their mole?

Nell: A real mole. They’re going to claim they captured it.

Me: So our mole says their mole is going to bring us a real mole?

Nell: Yes.

Me: How will we know the real mole is real?

Nell: Because it’s a mole. But that’s not the point.

Me: Isn’t it?

Nell: It will reveal the identity of their mole to us.

Me: Oh yes. Sorry.

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