She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. She leaned back in the cab with half-closed eyes. I can't give you my hand; but you may take it. ‘Ah, trying to be the young hero, I take it, which is why he near got hisself killed.
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