Flavia shifted in her chair, looking round rather carefully - for one thing the Quink, had sent out the 'heavies',with instructions to find that little beast, Miss Flavia, and grab the poils back.......

Another, more immediate problem was that Apil's wallet had proved to be empty

Flavia tapped her chin, deep in thought - what she needed, was a nice rich friend, and soon.....before the barkeeper demanded payment...