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Angela came in before anybody had time to add further comment. "France, Belgium," she said. "A good way up the river, near Ditcham Martin, just after breakfast. Yes, each took three of the other -- Derek's suggestion."
"That settles it," said Bredon. "Leyland, I really think you might return Nigel his trousers. All the same, we won't ask him downstairs just now, because I may be taking his name in vain a bit."