Eve White: Literary Agent

from MR GUM AND THE DANCING BEAR

‘Anchors aweigh!’ shouted a voice up ahead. Through the fog, Polly could just make out a tall sailing ship with masts and rigging, just like in exciting adventure stories like Treasure Island or slightly less exciting ones like Island. ‘Anchors aweigh!’ shouted the voice again as the ship prepared to leave the docks. Polly glanced back and saw Mr Gum and Billy steaming down the alleyway towards them like the smelliest bowling balls ever born. There was nothing for it but – ‘Jump, Padlock, JUMP!’ yelled Polly, leaping onto Padlock’s hairy back, and with the last of his strength Padlock done a good one, sailing through the air with his paws stretched out and his fur flying out in every direction.