For a long time even the strong pipe tobacco (with which McClintock supplied him) possessed a coconut flavour. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes. The musician.
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