Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. The streets were deserted as they drove past familiar sites. One has to train one’s self not to. "Safe!" shouted Darrell, as he effected a secure landing. "I was only just in time. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. Here, Peter," he added to a curly-headed lad, who was playing on one of the grassy tombs, "ask your father to step this way.
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