The strikers are refusing to let thediamonds leave the mine. And I am proud to be yourfriend. urned a deeper shade of brickand her grip on her husband's hand tightened as she stared at the radioin its mahogany cabinet. You must be patient.
, They shookhands. She was a stranger, and he glanced at her without anyemotion, then turned all his attention to the youth at her side. I offered, he said, while unquiet shadows clouded thegreen of his eyes. Rot the swine who did this to you, he said.
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