Bert jaw twitched as the Carrington offspring laid into him, his darling Delilah was well shod of this lot. He cast a quick look at the help. They seemed defeated. This whole family would fit nicely into the slums of Teeside, only the balance of their bank account prevented it. Bert cleared his throat.

"I am here on official police business, lad. Take me to your father now or I shall have you detained for obstructing justice." His voice was loud and official; his hand hovered near his truncheon, itching to give the boy a thwacking.