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Gently 18 - Gently at a Gallop,
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‘Oh heavens,’ Redmayne whispered.
Very tenderly, he lowered Stogumber’s head. He took the dead man’s hand and squeezed it till his own knuckles went pale.
The outer door opened. Docking had come back. One of his hands was streaming blood. He stood gazing at them, his face working, his eyes clownish in their aghastness.
Gently jumped up. Docking’s lips jigged.
‘That bitch . . . she had a knife!’
‘A knife!’
‘I tried to stop her . . .’
Blood from his hand was pattering on the rushes.
Norwich, 1969–70.
Table of Contents
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Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Alan Hunter, Gently 18 - Gently at a Gallop
