Gunrunner (28 page)

Dave and I finally left the depressing surroundings of the Old Bailey, and in the street outside, we breathed the air of the real world.

‘
Nor Hell a fury, like a woman scorn’d
,’ quoted Dave, hands in pockets, as he gazed hopefully at the Magpie and Stump public house opposite. ‘I’ll bet William Congreve didn’t have a couple of lesbians in mind when he penned those words, guv,’ he said. ‘Fancy a pint?’