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She slipped silently inside the door as he went inside a 12 putrid little bathroom to urinate. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald. But there was something in his face at once stupid and invincible that told her he would go on forcing himself upon her, that he would esteem speech with her a great point gained. When I went I was refused admittance. She came to me in a dream. You are welcome to proclaim yourself ‘Alcide’ if you will. Without turning or looking in his direction she leaned forwards, her head supported upon her fingers, her elbows upon her knees.
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