His heart leaped when he saw how fetching she looked in her afternoon dress, silk chiffon with pleated sleeves, in a becoming shade of dusty rose.

After several near misses, Van Persie finally reached three figures by turning in Walcott's cross before Jaaskelainen saved from Walcott when one-on-one.

One American M48 was slightly grazed and one American troop lightly wounded.

No words had been exchanged between Upjohn and self on the journey out, but the glimpses I had caught of his face from the corner of the eyes had told me that he was grim and resolute, his supply of the milk of human kindness plainly short by several gallons. No hope, it seemed to me, of turning him from his fell purpose.