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Lucky bastards,’ Reg muttered, as he stared at the sleeping men. ‘They won’t be when the Red Caps get hold of ‘em,’ Fred replied, his voice disparaging. ‘A few minutes of sleep ain’t worth a fizzer.’ ‘I’d give a month’s pay for a kip,’ Reg said, before stifling a yawn with his hand. ‘If yow drop out I’ll drag yow along this road by your bollocks,’ Fred growled. ‘There’s no charity in you, is there?’ ‘No.
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