They were filthy after the burial. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. Do look at this tragedy in mauve, who has just come in. ’ Chapter Three Captain Hilary Roding listened with only half an ear to the long-winded report being given by Sergeant Trodger, his idle gaze wandering over the congested traffic of Piccadilly and the many pedestrians weaving a hazardous path through it. "Tut, tut! Don't exaggerate.
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