Winter's Tale Page #4

like air when I'm under the water.

So, what are you standing here

talking to me for?

Driver?

I'm afraid he's become indisposed.

Suddenly come into a small fortune

by his standards, I imagine.

Pearly Soames.

And you might be?

Beverly Penn.

Beverly Penn.

Well...

Peter does like to reach above

his station, doesn't he?

And you've got a touch of the

fever, haven't you, button?

Already only half here.

Interesting.

You know Peter?

Peter Lake?

Know him? Oh, yes.

We're associates, you might say.

Well...

past tense, anyway.

The boy had such potential.

Could he steal.

Like art, like physics.

I raised him as my own.

I had him pegged to inherit

the keys to the kingdom.

But little Peter...

he started to having ideas.

There's how to steal a diamond

brooch without spilling blood.

Here's how to take a ring

and leave the finger.

But, you see, Beverly Penn...

in my line...

it's the ripples that

give the work meaning.

Ideas...

they can do more good than harm.

And that would be the opposite

of the plan, you see.

It's doing harm that

is the very point.

I might not go upstate

until tomorrow.

- Hmm.

- No bother at all.

- I'd be very happy to pay you.

- Beautiful.

Sick.

- Too young to die.

- I'm not afraid of you.

I'll bet that you're who

his miracle is for.

My father has a strict policy

when it comes to kidnappers.

He has to save you.

If you can't be saved by him...

job's done.

Mission accomplished.

I love blood on the

snow, Beverly Penn.

Especially virginal blood.

Unspoiled.

Unmolested.

Beverly!

No!

- Hold on.

- Peter Lake.

- Go fast!

- Yes, clearly.

We can't outrun them forever.

I know! We have to

get above the city.

Go north along the river.

- Peter! That's way too far down!

- Hold on!

- Hold on?

- Hold on!

Peter. Peter, wait!

How is that even possible?

I don't know. This horse.

We can't follow them up there.

- Why not?

- The rules.

A little dispute a couple hundred

years ago. Shortsighted.

Well, we almost had him.

Almost is not good enough, Romeo.

Do you want the job or not, Dingy?

I need to see the Judge.

Are you all right?

All the excitement...

and your condition.

I'm perfect.

Good.

Head upriver.

Beverly!

Thank you.

- Okay?

- Yeah.

Hello, little one.

Mm.

I've only known the city.

It's called the Lake

of the Coheeries.

I've been coming here

since I was a little girl.

My father says nothing happens

here that isn't supposed to.

Hello.

Hi. I'm Willa.

Willa. How are you, Willa?

Are you Beverly's boyfriend?

Let's go inside.

I'm sure Father will have something

to say about the matter.

Do you take wine with your meals?

Sometimes.

That's good.

We'll have wine tonight.

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