"We have arrived, Barone," crowed Stiletto.
"Good! Good! Set course for Westminster." Greenback rubbed his hands in anticipation.
"I think a pyramid by the side of Big Ben will be a fitting resting place for out two interfering friends."
"You know, Sir," whispered Penfold, "I don't think he likes us."
"You don't say. Penfold," said Dnagermouse acidly.
"Yes, really! I can tell!... Er, listen, Dangermouse, how are we going to get out of here?" asked Penfold uncertainly.

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