I have a Plan.
Hully lures the duo of smuggery to the haha with tales of peasant baiting...we fashion a monstrous net of DNA tatting, much like those you see in a jungle film, and just as the two step forward in keen anticipation of pointless humiliation of the already afflicted, Hully activates the net!
We can then leave them there for some leisurely stoning by the great unwashed, or take them to the catacombs where we could try out a few little experiments I have been working on.
the mice are fine, by the way, they quite enjoy the froggy leg action. Sadly the frogs got the worst deal, mousy legs don't seem to mesh with lily pads.
Grunt the Head Gardener has promised to skim the fountain in the knot garden this afternoon.