Winter's Tale Page #2
All right, let's go.
Horse.
Horse.
Come on.
Horse, it's gonna be light soon.
We need to get out of town.
Pearly's got a hundred eyes
looking after us.
Come on.
Come on.
Hor...
You're just getting greedy now.
Fine.
But this is our last score.
Don't know who's a bigger fool:
A horse who won't listen to his master,
or a master who listens to his horse.
God, make me cold.
Hello, you beauty.
James...
James the Lesser, Bartholomew...
Squeaks.
What?
It squeaks.
Age.
You have a gun.
Right.
What are you doing here?
I was just robbing the place,
you know.
Or that was the idea, anyway.
Is that still your intention?
Uh...
No.
No, it isn't.
Well, then...
I suppose the polite thing to do
would be to offer you a cup of tea.
Wow.
You did understand
the part about me...
coming here to steal
from you, yeah?
It's my father, technically.
I broke in.
Where?
He takes epic measures
to bar entry.
Well, actually, you left the door to
the roof wedged open. So I just...
- Did I?
- Yeah.
I must stop doing that.
Yeah.
I mean, you should be scared.
Well, I'm not.
No, I can see that.
The tea is lovely.
It's black and from China.
It's too hot for me to drink...
but the smell always reminds me
of London.
I've never been to London.
I didn't think so. No. Heh.
I was born there.
What's wrong with you,
if you don't mind me asking?
Consumption.
I'm 21 and I've never been kissed
on the mouth.
Sorry, that came out wrong.
I don't know anyone, you see.
I can't go out. I can't dance.
I sleep in a tent on the roof to keep
my body temperature within reason.
I have maybe...
according to one doctor who came up
from Baltimore, a year and a half.
In Boston, they said six months.
But that was eight months ago...
so really, I'm already
two months dead.
I'm Peter Lake.
And where are you from, Peter Lake?
A boat.
- A boat?
- Yeah.
I never knew my parents.
Boat washed up ashore in Brooklyn.
So I was told.
And you steal things.
I do steal things. Yeah,
from time to time.
It wasn't always that way, though.
I always wanted to be a mechanic.
You know, I always had a knack...
for fixing things,
getting to the insides of things.
Like safes.
Well, that's how it
ended up, anyways.
Lately, I've been having a bit
of a disagreement with an old boss.
I should imagine disputes in your
line of work are hard to settle.
Challenging, yeah.
What's the best thing
you've ever stolen?
haven't stolen it yet.
Aren't you the charmer.
It's been lovely.
Lovely to meet you, Peter Lake.
Listen, I have to leave New York.
A few months at most.
Let that disagreement blow over.
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