in water. He just managed to get in under the sluice gate
to hand. I don't suppose you want one, he grinned to
It must have been impressive. He told me that he felt a
the last stronghold in the world of militarism in its old
and one man even sent us a cask of cider as a present.
mushroomed in the still air, dissipated slowly into a thin
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