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in Musselburgh to get a new set of gnashers fitted.’
    ‘And you know fine well how I feel about it. Another week of letting your face heal up before subjecting it to breaking in new teeth would make all the difference.’
    ‘Luke says he’s going to have the man make up the teeth exactly like his.’ Nancy sighed. ‘Imagine it. Me with a smile as bonny as his.’
    ‘Nancy, the teeth Luke is sporting now are not the false teeth he left here with when he went to Hong Kong.’ Sally stopped. Her eyes flashed to the ceiling. ‘Sure the dentures he left with were so big they made him look like the ass that he is.’
    ‘Are you saying the ones he has now were made in Hong Kong?’
    ‘Yes, Nancy, I am. You see the original set got kicked out and lost in a brawl. So Luke being Luke demanded that the Colonial Police Service stump up for the new ones – and of course nothing but the very latest in technology was good enough for him.’
    ‘So what are you trying to say?’
    ‘Just don’t expect your ones to be as natural looking as his.’
    ‘Know something, Sally; I think you’re jealous that he’s willing to shell out for private ones for me.’
    ‘Jealous! Me! Certainly not and could I point out he’s only meeting the expense so you and he can get over to Peterhead next week.’
    Nancy pouted her lips. ‘Know what?’
    ‘Not until you tell me.’
    ‘It’s just that I’m wondering why he needs me to go with him so badly that he’s stumping up for my teeth.’
    ‘Nancy, you’re his insurance policy. He knows Irish will not agree to see him but he will allow you to visit because you were a pal of Marie’s.’
    ‘I don’t think that’s his motive and neither do you,’ Nancy muttered, making a slow shake of her head.
    ‘That right?’
    ‘Aye. Because the real reason he needs me to be lead visitor is David Stock and co. will have asked the prison authorities not to allow him in.’
    Sally shook her head before replying, ‘That right? Well, Nancy dear, all I’ve got to suggest is why don’t you stop reading Agatha Christie and putting yourself in the role of Miss Marple?’

    Moving her head from side to side Nancy was delighted with what she saw in the mirror. ‘Here, Sally,’ she began as she grinned at her reflection, ‘there’s a plus in everything. Sure these pearlies are just so much better than the ones I lost. Look like my own teeth they do.’ Nancy turned to look directly at Sally. ‘Now come on, admit it, they do make me look ten years younger.’ Nancy turned back to gaze in the mirror again. ‘With a little bit of luck I could get signed up for the telly ad. You know the one,’ she now began to sing, ‘You’ll wonder where the yellow went when you brush your teeth with Pepsodent!’
    Sally was about to respond when the door opened and in came Luke. ‘Here, Sally, what do you think of Nancy’s teeth?’ He went over to Nancy and began waltzing her around the room. ‘Sure she looks that good everybody will be thinking she could be mistaken for Scarlett O’Hara …’
    ‘Is that because you think your new dentures make you look like Rhett Butler?’
    ‘He was dark. I’m fair. More like Alan Ladd.’
    Sally shook her head. ‘When are we leaving?’
    ‘So you’re coming too.’
    Lifting up her coat, Sally nodded. ‘Only,’ she drawled, ‘because you need some extra insurance and you have promised me you will take me to Smithton on the way back.’

    One thing for certain was that Luke was a first-class driver and the trio were over the bridge before the two women had a chance to realise they had passed the spot of their crash ordeal.
    Journeying on with his foot hard down on the accelerator he made even better time than he had done in the city.
    ‘Any chance of a stop … ?’ Nancy asked.
    ‘For a cup of tea?’ was Luke’s disgruntled reply.
    ‘That and a call of nature,’ hissed Nancy.
    He did stop but that was the only break he allowed. Reaching Peterhead was his