Chapter 15“Put your back into it, girl!”
“I am putting my back into it you great lummox,” Sally grinned in response to Winston's jovial urging. “Try doing the same yourself. You're twice my size.”
Between them, the two, with help from Cutler, had dug a large trench-like hole in the spot indicated by the radar. They were working in a pair, with each taking rest breaks so that they didn't all tire at the same time. In two hours they'd dug to a depth of about one and a half metres, watched by Walter Graves who as usual had taken up his watchful stance in his camping chair. Never once had the historian offered his help as they toiled under the increasing glare of the sun as it rose higher in the sky.
“You sure ain't doing badly for a girl, that's for sure,” Winston admitted as he wiped the
