Good Neighbours


Mistress Prudence was quite used to living with dwarves in the basement. She had lived in Felicity Street most of her life. The house had been hers and her husband's when he had been alive, and his parents' before that. Along both sides of the little cul-de-sac stood similar terraced houses, built from warm rose-coloured brick, old enough to be comfortable and still new enough to be sound. Below street level, stairs led down to the shops, workshops, warehouses and homes of the dwarves who had built the brick houses and sold the above-ground floors to humans to live in. Downstairs from Mi...

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