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MaquisChapter 37
Oxford city centre. 5th November. “Remember, remember, the fifth of November, gunpowder, treason and plot,” the singing voices were loud, raucous, and drunk. There was a pause, and then the lines were repeated. “What comes next?” slurred another voice after the third repetition had finished. There was a short pause before someone laughed. “Who cares? Sing it again.” The two Safety Patrollers looked on in distaste as the half dozen or so drunken youths approached them, singing lustily, if...