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“In a fire at the Elephant and Castle, Wick Road, Hackney Wick, after rescuing 2 lives, went back into the flames, saving a barmaid at the risk of his own life.
Good man, thought Buster. He knew a few barmaids he'd like to save. Not that he would run into a burning pub for them - although doubtless this one was very grateful to Constable Funnel. He wondered if the Elephant and Castle public house was still there.
A piercing whistle from Roy reached him and he turned around. A figure was heading towards him - a man in his thirties, with thinning blond hair, trailing clouds of cigarette smoke as if he was steam-powered. Buster waited for him to approach then turned back to the plaques.
'Look at this,' he said, reading from one of the other commemorations. '"Frederick Mills, A. Rutter, Robert Durrant and F.D. Jones who lost their lives in bravely striving to save a comrade who had fallen into the sewage pumping works. East Ham, July the eighteenth, 1895".' The detective kept mute.
'Now th...at's what I call being in the shit,' Buster growled.MoreLess
Good man, thought Buster. He knew a few barmaids he'd like to save. Not that he would run into a burning pub for them - although doubtless this one was very grateful to Constable Funnel. He wondered if the Elephant and Castle public house was still there.
A piercing whistle from Roy reached him and he turned around. A figure was heading towards him - a man in his thirties, with thinning blond hair, trailing clouds of cigarette smoke as if he was steam-powered. Buster waited for him to approach then turned back to the plaques.
'Look at this,' he said, reading from one of the other commemorations. '"Frederick Mills, A. Rutter, Robert Durrant and F.D. Jones who lost their lives in bravely striving to save a comrade who had fallen into the sewage pumping works. East Ham, July the eighteenth, 1895".' The detective kept mute.
'Now th...at's what I call being in the shit,' Buster growled.MoreLess
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