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  Gaylon Barrow

The Bush: "Ordinary people need to lead and not sit there and think that governments are going to spoon feed them "

272 страниц. 2011 год.
"Who are you?" I cried at the top of my voice, for the howling of the wind would otherwise have rendered me inaudible. "And what is the matter?" As I spoke, I took a step or two forward in the hope of finding her. She did not answer, so I called again. Then there was another flash, and I found myself within two or three yards of her. This time I saw her quite distinctly. Her hat was gone, if she had ever possessed one, and her long hair was streaming in the gale. She looked more like some strange spirit of the night than a human being. Again darkness closed down upon us, and again I called. This time she answered by imploring me to save her. A moment later I felt her touch me, and, cold as I was myself, her hand on mine was like a lump of ice. "Help me, help me," she shrieked. "I am terrified. For God's sake, help me. If you leave me, I shall die."
 
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