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before piling logs into the stone fireplace and preparing the fire. If he was troubled by what had
occurred outsidethen he wasn’t showing it. In facthe seemed remarkably calmand some of that
calm had spread to David. He should have been terrifiedeven traumatized. After allhe had been
threatened by talking wolveswitnessed an attack by living ivyand the charred head of a German
flier had landed at his feethalf gnawed by sharp teeth. Insteadhe was merely bewilderedand
more than a little curious.
David’s fingers and toes tingled. His nose began to run in the growing warmthand he discarded
the Woodsman’s jacket. He wiped his nose on the sleeve of his dressing gown and then felt a little
ashamed. The dressing gownnow looking decidedly sorry for itselfwas the only item of outer
clothing that he possessedand it seemed unwise to add to its current state of disrepair in any way.
Apart from the gownhe had one slippera pair of tornmuddy pajama bottomsand a pajama
shirtwhichcompared with the other itemswas almost as good as new.
The window at which he stood had been blocked by internal shutters behind the barswith a
narrow horizontal slit to allow those yilai：
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