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Could all the hell he was catching from the Independence

Party have destroyed that plan? There was something here

that did not fit.

Eigil felt his hand shake as he poured wine into his glass,

and when he glanced toward the gate, he dropped the glass


There stood his mother. The face of the person closest to

him in the world was far too anxious, and her hands

gripped each other, as if she were afraid to lose them. At her

side were two policemen.

The Orange

The passenger sprang from the cutter. Like a sail his coat

spread out around him, and while he hung in the air with

both arms outstretched he looked just like a bird.

The sight was neither unusual nor ridiculous, but Tóvó still

covered his mouth, biting his fingers to keep from bursting

into uncontrollable laughter. On board the cutter were

three travel trunks, each holding medicine and various

instruments meant for minor surgeries: scalpels, scissors,

amputation saws, and a copious amount of gauze. Also,

alcohol, camphor, laxatives, quinine, opium drops, and

mercury ointment.