Slumping into a
green leather chair in Coach’s office, Sowerbutt exclaimed: “I’m looking
forward to this cuppa, Coach, old friend. That is some tough lady, I’m
exhausted. What on earth gave you the idea of ballet lessons?”
“Something you mentioned,
Jimmy. Remember you talked about employing Madame Komarovski to change
One-Line’s walk? I got to thinking she might help the way the lads move about
in the ring. Give them a bit of an edge.”
“She has done a
brilliant job with One-Line," Sowerbutt said. "The big oaf still worries about someone from his
old battalion recognising him as a deserter. But I tell him his own mother, God
rest her soul, would not recognise him. Different man. The glasses and hair
colouring as well.”
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