they sat side by side on the glass-topped coffee table , slightly ragged on the sides , a little the worse for wear . the only people i get coming around are my dad when he 's here to help with a fallen-down tree or my mum when she has spare casserole left over . ' the more we kill out here , the less there will be to face us in the capital . '' id better find it or ill make you into a pin cushion . your honor , id like to inspect those boxes before i answer that question . 