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She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. ’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. ’ He regarded her thoughtfully. ‘Pitiful. Stanley decided to treat that as irrelevant. ’ ‘Aye, but she don’t reckon to militiamen. It’s to do with adolescence. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. It drives one mad at times. The man was thick set, with a bright roving eye. Be so good as to come this way.
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