He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. His pipe hung dead in his teeth, but the smoke was dense about him. “Who’ll mind the baby nar?” was one of the night’s inspirations, and very frequent. " He laughed and pushed back his chair. Onlar artık dünyanın her yerinde destanları ve maceraları olan dört dosttu ve bu hikaye, onların birlikte yaşadığı unutulmaz anılardan sadece biriydi.
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