[ It's nothing personal, really. Fergus doesn't need the money, he just likes to see what sort of things people keep, and he likes to snatch things because he can. But he's not usually caught by it, so he's startled enough to give himself away when the other kid yells.
There's a chance, too, that Fergus might have gotten away if not for a cart of dead Olympians being wheeled slowly across the road. It brings him to a halt and he throws up his hands.
Come on. ]
Why are you shouting, monsieur?
[ He'll ask that, when the boy catches up to him. ]
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There's a chance, too, that Fergus might have gotten away if not for a cart of dead Olympians being wheeled slowly across the road. It brings him to a halt and he throws up his hands.
Come on. ]
Why are you shouting, monsieur?
[ He'll ask that, when the boy catches up to him. ]