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Perhaps he should discard these bits of grisly, enigmatic rubbish. But that felt wrong. After all men had died for this – his own father had.

He thrust the scrap back into his pack, with the bit of human skin. He could decide later. Then he walked along the river front, looking for a ship to England.

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