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It wasn’t in his mission briefing – he was there to record the comings and goings of cars out of Bodingleigh, and this car only came and went again before it even got to the village – so Will wasn’t sure whether to make a note of the poor fat girl and the Matron from the farm, but he decided it was better to note too much than too little. He couldn’t see to write very well, as his torch was shielded, but he noted the car, the route and time, and Dorcas, and when she mentioned the girl’s name he started, then noted that down too.

Little Primrose. She and Will been in the same class at school back before he’d gone to Cornwall, had even hung out and held hands. He never would have recognised her in the pale, shaking obese girl in the soaked nightgown, cowering before tiny, raging Dorcas.

It was nearly the end of his shift. He would take the information to the Major, see if he felt it was important and should be included in their report.

He’d heard Primrose staggering down the lane before the car came and scooped her up, seen a smudge of something pale in the darkness, but pedestrians were not of interest to the Major, even late-night ones dressed in nightgowns. Will supposed she must have been trying to escape the farm. As the car reversed laboriously up the road, he felt a pang of regret that he had not helped the girl he remembered as sweet and kind. Even if she was – albeit reluctantly – one of the enemy now. But the Major was very clear; Will wasn’t to allow himself to be seen in case someone recognised him. His parents’ views were well known and considered dangerously subversive and radical by Spight and his followers. Seeing Will once more might make people wonder why he had returned and was hanging about in the woods next to the fat farm.