He came to dinner on the Sunday and sat for two hours in front of a plate of spaghetti he did not touch while a chemistry student from Manchester interrogated him about his intentions, and it was, he said afterwards, considerably more frightening than the tenth.
And then it was the fourteenth of June.
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