That's probably gravity, thought Stitches.
He would have said it out loud, but that would have earned him a hearty slap from Ollie and left a dent in his head a panel beater would struggle with.
“I'll ask Egon to fetch Bill,” he said instead.
* * *
Ollie, Stitches, and Deirdre stepped down from Bill's coach, bade him a weary farewell, then checked themselves over just to make sure that everything attached to their bodies was still attached to their bodies, and if such was the case, that it was in the right place and still working within normal parameters.
The return trip from Jocular's castle had been rather more hair raising than usual, you see, and the reasons for this were twofold.
Firstly, the skeletal driver had a new set of horses, a muscular quartet of rampant, frothing beasts
