“Tobacco,
Percy?” Maud queried. “They grow it in hot countries, I saw it on the Pathe
News at the flicks. Places in the Empire in Africa. Big
fields and they dry it in the sunshine. Not like the weather
here.” Percy said: “No, I’ve got it worked out, Maud. The butcher in Thurrock
grew some plants last year in his greenhouse. Only a few, like, to spread out
his supplies. And he dried the leaves in his shed. I’ve swapped him a rabbit
for some seeds.”
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