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"I'll have to find a better place. I'm not going to keep it
here."

"And where do you think you'll find it?" Kevin shook his head.

"I had ould Malone's^Kelly's yard in mind."

"Not on your life! Malone^Kelly'd have a fit."

"There must be dozens of places in that old yard that even he
wouldn't think of looking in. There's rubbish there that hex hasn't
turned over for years. You'd know a good place, Kevin."

"No," said Kevin abruptly.

"So you're not going to help?"

"I don't want anything to do with guns. It's madness."

"That's not the way you once talked. There was a time when you
w^ere full of strong talk of^about fighting to get the six counties back from
England. Up the Rebels!" What's happened to all that now?"

"I was younger then."

"Some excuse that^!"

"You've no call to speak to me like that, Brian Rafferty."
Kevin's temper was rising now. "I've seen^There's enough people getting
killed. It's not much to my liking^{I want nothing to do with it}."

"Coward!"

"Take it^that back! " Kevin now seized Brian by the shirt.

"Why the hell should I?"

"Brede almost died. Remmember!"

"But she's all right now, isn't she?"

Kevin shoved Brian away from him. They had fought often as boys