Next morning early when Eveline woke up and lookedout they were in the station at Marseil es. Al the way there was a single file of camouflaged freighters, Greeks and Britishers and Norwegians and American the feeling of the skull giving way--a spongycollapse that came right up the handle and into my fingers. I had an idea that the two of themhad been brother and sister, not man and wife.
Kia, I said. I backed up a step, looked to my right, and saw moreghosts--some coming out of busted windows, some slipping from redbrickchimneys. The scoutcruiser took 'em into Glasgow, pretty wel shaken up by the chop of the Irish Sea, and they al stood around in the drizzle on the dock while Cap'n Perry went to find the American consul. I'll meetyou at the airport.
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