“Could you be just a little more quiet, Barkhead,” growled Trom, the rat. “It’s not like we’re begging to get noticed or anything.”
Barkhead snickered, “Sure… like there’s anything awake in this alley in the middle of the night. Let’s just go in, grab the ham and get out. I don’t even know why I’m helping you guys. I don’t even eat ham.”
“Because, you, you, you’re our friend,” squeaked the little mouse sneak Keiter. “And, and, we smelled pine nuts. Promise.”
Barkhead scrambled up the wall unto the windowsill. “Ok… grab this rope and get up here,” he said, concentrating for a moment. “… … …,” he appeared to scream. “… … …
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