"The working man"s too easily led," Big Red growled. "Look at Moseley and his fascist mobs! Workers need to understand history. That"s the groundwork. Then they"ll see who their enemies are!"
Father and daughter eyed each other testily. Janet turned to Red.
"We saw you this morning. With three other lads in the Roman camp. It"s that ginger hair of yours – you can"t get away with anything!"
"You nowt else to do than spy on me?" Red retorted angrily.
Nancy glanced sharply at Red. "You weren"t with that Leonard Dykes after all I"ve said? He"s a liar and a thief, just like his father!"
"Don"t want you raking round with no scraplads!" Big Red"s words fell like stones upon the flower-patterned table cloth. "What were you doing at the Roman camp anyway?"
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