The Tarn  25480

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    'We'd better split now. Keep behind the trees
    Down to the tarn's edge. If there's a plane, come back
    And meet me here: don't fire, they'll have MGs
    – We'll need to get as close as we can get.'
    I heard the silky rustle of the skis
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