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’ The listening soldiers began to snigger behind their hands. Who were you looking for tonight? One of the émigrés? There were several in there. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. " "Professional?" "Why do you wish to know?" "Professional nurses wear a sort of uniform. Get the men back to their posts. "Blueskin's a friend in need," he said.
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