‘Ah, hello, Sergeant,’ said Harry, taken aback. ‘What are you doing here?’
‘I might well ask you the same question, sir. This does not appear to be your balcony. Is the owner aware of this unwarranted intrusion on his premises?’
‘No, he certainly is not,’ snapped the owner, emerging from the window. ‘How the devil did you get in and what do you mean by it?’
‘Well, I er…’ Stumped for a moment, Harry caught sight of Prince looking up at him hopefully and had a sudden inspiration. ‘I came over to er um rescue my dog. Naturally I would do, when he…ah was in – distress, if you know what I mean…’ Gaining confidence, he blurted out. ‘Well, you would, wouldn’t you in my position, it’s only natural, after all.’
‘Dammed if I see it. And who are you?’ the owner demanded turning to the sergeant.
