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"Mr Bracy's doin' ever so much better," said Gedge, accepting a cigarette from his friends. "The doctor says he'll be up again soon. He sat up for ages today."
"That so?" said another soldier, bored. "Your deal, Bill."
"An' when he is, them Dwat's better look out," said Gedge. "They ain't goin' to shoot our lads in the back again, Mr Bracy said --"
"Do give over, Bill. Yer always goin' on about him like a fellow what's found a nice girl."
Gedge's hand froze over the cards as his eyes widened in shock.
His heartbeat seemed very loud to him.