It was a traditional farmhouse kitchen with stone-flagged floor, a blackwoodburning stove at the far The bell rang and in the blood roar of the crowd the two fighters cametogether in the middle of the ring. The train was turning away from him, the leading coaches and goods vansout of sight around the bend ahead, and he leaned out of the window andlooked up. Fourie squatted against the wall of the ravine and lit a cigarette,watching the ravine along which the girl must come.
It was dark by the time he got home. He laid the rifle carefully aside, checked hiswristwatch and transferred his attention to the radio. 'Destroythem? Lothar gaped at him. He waited for it, and it came as hehad hoped it would.
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