Title: In The Bishop's Carriage
Description: When the thing was at its hottest, I bolted.  Tom, like the darling he is - (Yes, you are, old fellow, you're as precious to me as - as you are to the police - if they could only get their hands on you) - well, Tom drew off the crowd, having passed the old gentleman's watch to me, and I made for the women's rooms.
Subjects: Classic Literature, Fiction