New life has been injected into your favorite historical romance! I wish we could say the same for Oy, Rodney.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet!” Violet Crepuscular, The Queen of Suspense, addresses her readers. “I am about to reveal the reason for Mr. Pudding and his newts being in Scurveyshire. And as Constable Chumley would say, ‘Yare an’ baggidgy!'”
As an editor, I am almost embarrassed to mention this–this I dunno what. Well, here goes.
Mr. Pudding is in Scurveyshire hiding out from the June Taylor Dancers, who have been hired to “whack” him. He is putting his trust in special magical powers which he believes Lady Margo Cargo to have. (“It’s news to me!” she corruscates.)
Lord Jeremy Coldsore went to see the June Taylor Dancers at the Coccyx Garden in Tibet. That’s how he is able to recognize them sneaking into the village, one by one, despite their clever disguises. “The one done up as The Easter Bunny threw me for a bit,” he confesses, “but then I remembered we’ve already had The Easter Bunny, so this one must be an interloper.”
(“Don’t forget Mr. Pudding’s newts!” Ms. Crepuscular counsels her readers. [I wonder how many there are.] “The June Taylor Dancers won’t get past them as easily as they think!”)
Wow, the June Taylor dancers are now revealed as a hit squad. I’ve known this for years, and suffered thst knowledge in silence, fearing for my very life, but now that Violet has revealed their terrible secret to the world, I am once again free. 🙂