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Stonehouse laughed. All he said in reply was:
And you look prosperous and ill. What was it? Enteric?
Cosgrave shrugged his thin shoulders. He was still flamboyantly
red-headed and generously freckledbut now that the first flush of
excitement had ebbedhis face showed a parchment yellow. His eyes
wistful in their settingwere fadedas though a relentless tropical sun had
drunk up their once vividboyish colouring.
Oh yesthat and a few other trifles. I think I've housed most West African
bugs in my time. Everyone had thembut I was such poor pasture that I got
off better than most. Three of my superiors died of 'emand I stepped right
into their shoes. It paysyou seeif you can hold out. People like a fellow
who isn't always clamouring to come home--and you bet I never did. But
finallyI took an overdue leave and a hunk of savings and trekked back. I'd
always planned it--a good timeyou know--but somehow it hasn't come off.
I expect I left it too long. In the end I didn't really want to come at
all--wanted to lie down and diebut hadn't the strength of mind to insist. I'd
been in London a week before I wrote you--just drifting round--too
weak-kneed to take the first step. I tore up t [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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