Me: Nice to see you sharing your bed.
Nell: David gave me no choice. Who’s that holding our book?
Me: Her name is Rachel and she was the highest bidder for the book at the village auction on Saturday.
Nell: She looks very pleased with our book.
Me: Yes, the interesting thing is she’s also a writer and is working on her first book. She grew up in the village and felt it was meant to be when she saw our book was up for auction.
Nell: It probably was. Did you enjoy the evening?
Me: Very much. We managed to raise lots of money for the village and everyone was extremely generous.
Nell: I’m glad. The apple crumble’s gone, by the way.
Me: But I saw it being eaten yesterday. Dave even had seconds.
Nell: Herr Hoffmann made two. We were going to have the second one today.
Me: Oh dear.
Nell: Quite.
Me: Did you notice if Lionel King had custard or cream?
Nell: He had both.
Me: Greedy, but clever.
Nell: Why?
Me: It makes it more difficult to pin him down.
Nell: Does it?
Me: Did the thief steal the cream and custard, too?
Nell: There’s none left.
Me: Did you notice if Lionel had crumbs in his mane again?
Nell: Lionel always has crumbs in his mane. He’s a very untidy eater.
Me: What about Lady Anwen?
Nell: She hid behind her veil.
Me: And Bobby Socks?
Nell: Bobby Socks ate outside with the llamas.
Me: Oh yes. So we’re none the wiser.
Nell: I don’t know how the thief is stealing the crumble without being seen.
Me: No. It’s a mystery. Has the bowl gone too?
Nell: Of course it has. If it hadn’t, then it would have definitely been David.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
