Abstract
is a night in Sussex several years before, cutting it pretty close for the London train, Dolly driving, chatting of antiques, not a lot of traffic, just the narrow road curve after curve, hawthorn thicket dense hill after hill, and dark; when into the beam the badger leapt from claw to claw as long as the car was wide, haunch parallel to the road, the black eye slashed underneath in black, turning with seeming purpose to stare in mine, the drum beat
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