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little, but his eyes still stung and were sore with the heat, and he was grateful when Mary yelled, “Dora! Take a turn with the hose!”
It felt like forever before other people began to arrive, pounding up the road from the church. There were perhaps ten or twelve men and women and a couple of children, mostly Pilgrims, he supposed – what a strange thought! Some of them had brought buckets and brooms from the hall, some hadn’t, but it didn’t matter, because now Mary was yelling at them to form a bucket chain from the water butt, and Atherton – who had taken over the pump again – was relieved of duty, sooty, sweaty and exhausted. But the fire was already out. By the time the fire engine – a rather
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