SAVED BY RAGS
Outside the Town Hall door a huge crowd seemed to have gathered from nowhere. And they were all applauding Rasper as he stood there at the top of the steps with his hands raised.
“Where did they all come from?” asked Sam, amazed.
“They knew this was going to happen,” said Fortuna.
“How?”
“Rasper must have organised the whole thing before he told the Assembly,” said Fortuna half admiringly. “Look, he’s even got the band here as well.”
And there they were, marching across the Green with the buttons on their uniforms shining and their brass instruments gleaming in the sun. They followed smartly as Rasper turned in the direction of the Hospital and led the Assembly Members across the Green. The crash of the drums and the blast of the trumpets made them all feel very superio
