Lapinette took the cacti in the back door so that they could take the plants by surprise. But it was Lapinette who was surprised. "This is like a war memorial for those injured in an old war." The cacti were equally taken aback. "Surely even our errant cousins would never invade such a place. It must be a mistake." Another cactus spoke. "Lead us to the escapees and we'll persuade them of their error. Get them into line, so to speak." But Lapinette knew that the Wabbit had a plan. "Rest easy cacti. Mr Singh assured me you could do the job with the utter diplomacy." The cactus with the jolly smile grinned broadly. "There is the question of renumeration of course. But we'll leave that until later." Lapinette spoke in her sweetest voice. "I've bought you a premium solution of potassium, nitrogen and phosphorous. I got it from Mr Singh." The cacti appeared incredibly pleased and made rustling sounds. Without warning the door creaked open, although there was no-one there. "Our signal to advance," whispered Lapinette. The door gave an ominous creak. The cacti swayed forward and moved towards the entrance. "Look sharp my brothers," said the grinning cactus. His spikes bristled. "We'll round 'em up and knock 'em dead." Then they yelled together. "Spike, spike, spike, spike." Lapinette pulled her gardening gloves on tighter.
