Arthur, grab yer coat we're goin' robbin'.
“Now you know we’re supposed to be layin’ low.” The denial was laced with all of the frustration that days of boredom had wrought, and Arthur spent a long moment considering before settling his hat upon his head with an air of finality, one brow arching at Anne in challenge. “Dutch never did tell us what he meant by layin’ low though, did he?”








