"Yeah," said the red-haired girl, in the garden of the deserted o. "We seen her, me and Paolo both seen her. She e through here days ago."
Father Gomez said, "And do you remember what she looked like?"
"She look hot," said the little boy. "Sweaty in the face, all right."
"How old did she seem to be?"
"About..." said the girl, sidering, "I suppose maybe forty or fifty. We didnt see her close. She could be thirty, maybe. But she was hot, like Paolo said, and she was carrying a big rucksack, much bigger than yours, this big..."
Paolo whispered something to her, screwing up his eyes to look at the priest as he did so. The sun was bright in his face.
"Yeah," said the girl impatiently, "I know. The Specters," she said to Father Gomez, "she wasn afraid of the Specters at all. She just walked through the city and never worried a bit. I ain never seen a grownup do that before, all right. She looked like she didn know about them, even. Same as you," she added, lo……（内容加载失败！）
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