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"
Got
a
pistol
?
"
he
asked
.
"
I
didn
’
t
think
of
it
,
"
I
admitted
.
"
Better
—
just
in
case
.
Quite
effective
simply
fired
into
the
air
,
"
he
said
.
He
took
two
pistols
from
a
drawer
in
the
table
and
pushed
them
across
.
"
Less
messy
than
that
.
"
he
added
,
with
a
look
at
Josella
’
s
handsome
knife
.
"
Good
scrounging
to
you
.
"
Even
by
the
time
we
set
out
after
unloading
the
station
wagon
we
found
that
there
were
still
fewer
people
about
than
on
the
previous
day
.
The
ones
that
were
showed
an
inclination
to
get
on
the
sidewalks
at
the
sound
of
the
engine
rather
than
to
molest
us
.
The
first
truck
to
take
our
fancy
proved
useless
,
being
filled
with
wooden
cases
too
heavy
for
us
to
remove
.
Our
next
find
was
luckier
—
a
five
-
tonner
,
almost
new
,
and
empty
.
We
trans
-
shipped
,
and
left
the
station
wagon
to
its
fate
.
At
the
first
address
on
my
list
the
shutters
of
the
loading
bay
were
down
,
but
they
gave
way
without
much
difficulty
to
the
persuasions
of
a
crowbar
from
a
neighboring
shop
and
rolled
up
easily
.
Inside
,
we
made
a
find
.
Three
trucks
stood
backed
up
to
the
platform
.
One
of
them
was
fully
loaded
with
cases
of
canned
meat
.
"
Can
you
drive
one
of
these
things
?
"
I
asked
Josella
.
She
looked
at
it
.
"
Well
,
I
don
’
t
see
why
not
.
The
general
idea
’
s
the
same
,
isn
’
t
it
?
And
there
’
s
certainly
no
traffic
problem
.
"
