Chapter 40

Campion removed his glasses. ‘I see so much better without them,’ he explained, and set about changing his shoes. Mother Knapp began to move about with feline quietness, producing rubber-soled shoes and small tots of rum and water. ‘Now, look ’ere,’ said her son, when they had all assembled in the back room. ‘We goes carefully _an’_ quietly, takin’ our time, an’ no mistakes. Keep off the skyline as much as possible, ’eads low, as a rule. Once there, I nips in first, bein’ fairly light an’ ’avin’ a knowledge of the …