The Three Lives of Thomasina Page #5

I could get in again

anytime I wanted to.

Mary and I

had it all worked out.

It was as easy as that.

Thomasina.

Thomasina, come on up.

But not tonight.

I'd remembered

it was Wednesday,

The night before market day.

They set up the stalls at dawn,

So Wednesday's

always my night out.

And just when I was beginning

to feel like breakfast,

The market was getting ready

to provide it.

Fish, fresh fish,

And the best sauce for it -

The danger of helping myself...

...Which needed cunning

and caution,

A lot of caution...

And speed!

You, get out of the way!

Get out!

Mary?

Mary, come and have

your breakfast.

What's the child

doing?

Mary!

I can't find Thomasina.

I've looked everywhere.

She can't be far away.

Come on, now, sit down.

She didn't come home

last night.

For what we're

about to receive,

May the lord make us

truly thankful.

Amen.

I'm not hungry.

Daddy, she must be lost.

Of course not.

Cats don't get lost once they've

decided to move in on people.

She's just had a night out and

hasn't come back yet, that's all.

She's been out

all night before,

But she's always come back.

She climbs up the tree

and gets in my window.

What?

She always has.

It's our secret.

Aye, it certainly is.

Well, I'm off

to the surgery now.

Be a good girl.

Eat your breakfast.

Don't worry about

the p*ssy, child.

But she's lost.

Thomasina's too clever

to get lost.

You do like her, don't you?

Aye, of course.

Would you do anything for her

if I asked you to?

Promise?

Aye.

Well, let me go and look

for her now, please.

You promised.

You're even craftier than

Thomasina, you wee monkey.

We'll split up.

Mary, you come with me.

Hey, what are you

lookin' for, son?

A lost cat.

Have you seen one?

Not at my stall. Away

you go. Go on. I'm busy.

She's a big... Mrs.

Macfarland, what would you like?

Nice cabbage.

Have you seen

a lost cat?

Thank you very much.

Drat the cat!

Och, it's not Thomasina.

But never mind.

We'll find her.

Hughie, Mary,

I've found her!

She's here, Mary!

Oh, Thomasina.

Give her to me.

I don't think

anything's broken,

But she's

terribly stiff.

Oh, poor Thomasina.

I couldn't help it,

constable.

He walked

right in front of me.

it looks

like Bruce.

Bruce? My Bruce?

What's all this about?

Och, Mr. Macdhui.

You're just here

in time.

It's Tammas' Bruce.

Where is he?

Steady now, Tammas.

Steady.

He's fair crushed, sir.

I couldn't help it,

Mr. Macdhui.

Better get him back

to the surgery - quick.

Bruce is my eyes,

Mr. Macdhui.

Can you save him? I'll do what

I can. Stay with him, angus.

He's in good hands now, Tammas.

Now, come on, you come with me.

This is going to take

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