Behind the fine net curtains
of the front room of Wing-Commander Whittle’s house, Sowerbutt grinned. He put down the
brand-new Zeiss sea binoculars that John had brought. God knows where the
slight military man had got his hands on new German-manufactured binoculars, a
year into the war. “He’s here, John, the Ghost is here. Nero has
spotted him. It’s on.”
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