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town into the land of cork-oak and almond. After an hour they were stopped and an escort of armoured cars formed up before and behind them.
“A little token of our esteem,” said Dr. Fe.
“It is for fear of the partisans,” whispered Dr. Antonic. Bellacita had quickly broken down. Whitemaid was forgotten, Scott-King found himself once more befriended, made part of a fellowship of bewilderment. They were two days on the road sleeping at places far from their original route; they were wined and feasted at unexpected hours, disconcertingly greeted by brass bands and deputations, disconcertingly
Dust from the military enveloped the bus and hid the landscape. After two hours they halted. Here on a bare hillock stood the National Memorial. Like all modern state-architecture it was a loveless, unadorned object saved from insignificance only by its bulk; a great truncated pyramid of stone. A