Village of Scoundrels

Village of Scoundrels — page 9
Don’t worry about any of that Jules said Now you paint 1918 Doesn’t eighteen go before nineteen Claude asked Yes usually but this time paint 19 then an 18 that’s all because it’s the year But it isn’t It’s 1943 Yes I know that but Never mind I’ll paint 1918 You do the V for Victory Claude bobbed his head happily and put brush to pavement pavement ignoring the goats that clattered past But when the goatherd passed by he looked up and whispered Why does that lady have a suitcase strapped to her back Oh is that the Ameri Shh Jules hushed his friend Make that V bigger It’s too little Once the goats were past all that could be heard was the scrape of the brushes on the pavement and the boys earnest breathing a little from the exertion of the hike and from bending bending over to paint And that other thing fear of getting caught Jules was just putting the finishing touches on his work when he heard shouts Achtung Then Garçons Arretez Boys Stop Jules leaped up and tugged at Claude’s sleeve Vite Vite he cried then dashed away He could hear Claude clomping along behind him and behind behind Claude the clanging of metal heeled boots on the roadway roadway Only German soldiers had boots that sounded like that Jules knew He glanced over his shoulder to see a couple of soldiers chasing them still far enough away that Jules wasn’t 4 Margi Preus