HS&S:WT Short

Part 3

Sergeant Terney entered the Guard House at the head of his squad of six. He clapped his hands, blew on them and rubbed them, to get some feeling back into them. He’d been on the Dock Gate all day, with a cruel north-westerly blowing in all day. He unclasped his greased leather cape and shrugged it off, before saying to his men, “Alright lads, that’s it for the day. Dry out!”

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