One evening Mogey walked in with an elderberry pie in one hand and a brand new invention in the other.
"What've you got there, Mogey?" Smush asked, taking off his spectacles and looking up from his racing form.
"I'm glad you asked that," Mogey said proudly. "They're my new invention: I call them rolly shoes!" And he flopped down a pair of loafers to which he had bolted small wheels.
"Rolly...shoes, you say?" Smush replied, eyeing the pair of roller blades tucked into the corner that he'd gotten Mogey for his birthday a month earlier. They had yet to come out of the box.
"Aye, rolly shoes," Mogey said. "Now we can get down to the fishmonger's in half the time and bring back double the number of eel puddings."
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