"The church is nearer," James lied. "Stop talking, I 'ave to pee." He squeezed into the cart behind his nephew, bearing Lucy's smell for the sake of hopefully getting away from the constable. His eyes shortly fixed on a spot in the crowd and he gave a quick shake of the head.

But it was too late.

"Maaaaaamaaaaaaaa!" his nephew cried when he spotted his mother. His baby sister joined with a wail and reached out her arms.