Berthe gave a heavy sigh. He gave her a baleful look. It was none of her business! He was not worried about either her or his wife!
‘Do you understand, old friend? Oh, say something!’
He walked round and round Gassin, not daring to look at him directly and leaving lengthy pauses between sentences.
‘But all in all, of us two, you were the happy one!’
Despite the chill of night, he felt hot.
‘Shall I give you the dynamite back? I don’t care if I get blown up. But somebody’s got to stay with the kid, on the barge.
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