Since the beginning of the war Centaine had heard or seen nothingof her second, unacknowledged, son. Baas! Hendrick yelled urgently. Manfred kick-started the motorcycle and drove southwards into the night. The new shift comes in at first light and begins work on the previousevening's blast.
Still his body was hardand flat-bellied from riding and walking, but he was like the old lion,and with a further slide of her spirits she faced the fact that he wasno longer in his prime. Shasa, can we have a word, please?Of course, sir. Poor Centaine, she thought. Darling, she murmured, what time is it? Centaine, are you awake? Shesat up quickly, and exclaimed with dismay.
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