That long night he tossed sleepless in bed; the idea of them lying there silent gnawed at him and by early morning he decided his nerves were too stretched for him to wait for Giles. He’d take them to Andraki. Once he made this decision, he managed to drop into an uneasy sleep.He was woken by the man in the truck that sold plastic chairs and potatoes shouting his wares through a megaphone on the truck’s roof. One of the things that pleasantly surprised Steve about the village was that, not only did such practices still exist in the world, but that here, at least, they seemed to thrive. But today the amplified if unintelligible grunting, and the roar of the truck crashing through its lower gears as it clattered along the track beneath his window, gave him no pleasure.His head throbbed from the last night’s drink as he tried to get himself together for his trip to Andraki. The face that gazed back at him from the shaving mirror was liverish, and his furred and yellow tongue looked too fat to be healthy.
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