‘Tell me, my boy. E. ” For a moment or two he did not speak. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done. It never seems to enter their heads to try and amuse their menkind. Yes, I can readily believe it.
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