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said stiffly. “To Scarlet Cleaver’s new restaurant.”
    Eduardo laughed. “How are you going to get there, señorita? A horse and carriage, perhaps?”
    He was making fun of her. “One will hail a taxi.” Coco tried to sound more confident than she felt.
    “Sure.” Eduardo nodded. “Do you have any money?”
    “Money?” Coco felt confused. The Queen never carried money.
    “I thought not.” Eduardo blewout his cheeks. Then he bit the thread off the satchel and placed the needle carefully upright in the cotton reel. “Good as new,” he said, flipping the satchel open and stretching it. “Pass me my skeleton keys.”
    “Your skeleton keys?”
    “There, on the wall. We might need to break into the joint. And we’ll take some grass in case we get hungry.”
    “We?” Coco said faintly.
    “Yes, señorita. One has decided to come with you to help you rescue your friend Fuzzy.” He bowed.“Eduardo Julio Antonio del Monte at your service.” He winked. “The only problem is, princess, as the horse and carriage is busy today, I guess we’ll just have to take the scooter.”

7
    Which Way?
    “ All right then, you can come with me,” said Coco haughtily as they scrambled up the tree roots into the thicket. “I just need to comb my hair before we go.”
    “It’s not ME coming with you, señorita, it’s YOU coming with me!”
    “If you say so,” muttered Coco, turning back toward the house to get her comb.
    “And you don’t have time to comb your hair. From what you say, señorita, we have no time to lose! Let’s go!
Vamos!
”
    “But what about—”
    “Forget the hair,” Eduardo interrupted. “You’re the kind of chick who looks good with or without a comb. Now come on. It’s six o’ clock already!”
    “Six o’ clock?” Coco gasped.
    “Sure. You been asleep all day,
chiquita
, now move . . .”
    “I’m going as fast as I can,” said Coco indignantly.
    They squeezed under a fence and into the street.

    “Wait here!” Eduardo disappeared behind a bush. Soon he reemerged, bottom first, dragging a doll’s scooter with his front paws.
    Coco stared at it. “I’m not going on that!”
    “You are, if you want to get there before Fuzzy is finger food.” He held the handlebars and put one foot on the scooter. “Now jump on.”
    Reluctantly Coco jumped on behind him and wrapped her front paws around his neck.
    “Aarrggh! Don’t strangle me!” Eduardo shouted. “Put your hands here, around my waist.”
    They wobbled along the pavement.
    “You’ve got to use your foot!” Eduardo grumbled. “I’m doing all the work! Let’s scoot!”
    Coco soon got the hang of it andit wasn’t long before they reached Upper Street. It was getting dark, but the area was still bright and busy and scary compared to Middleton Crescent. Coco felt quite frightened, but for some reason she didn’t want to admit how she felt to Eduardo.
    Eduardo, on the other hand, seemed quite at home on the crowded street.
    “We’ll keep to the edge of the sidewalk, senorita, it’s safer that way,” he called over his shoulder.
    “Do you mean we should ride closer to the curb?”
    “No, no!
Caramba
! We can be squashed by the cars that way! I mean here, by the shops. In the shadows. Where we can’t be seen.”
    Eduardo swerved across the pavement, trying to make sure that he and Coco weren’t trampled by someone rushing to the theater or the movies or maybe even to Scarlet Cleaver’s new restaurant. She felt achill run through her little bones when she thought about Fuzzy. They must get there soon.

    The scooter skidded to a halt. Immediately ahead of them a red carpet stretched across the pavement, from the curb to the doorway. Coco looked up: “111 Upper Street,” she read.
    “The Meat Cleaver.”
    They had arrived.
    “Have they rolled out the red carpet for me?” Coco thought aloud, scratching a rosette in puzzlement.

    “Of course not,” answered Eduardo. “They don’t know you’re coming here