ABSTRACT
One evening Phil Evers, Jack Cotter and Watty Staight called on me. They filed into my room with solemn faces, and sat down in a row on my sofa. Usually they distributed themselves. Their demeanour impressed me.
One evening Phil Evers, Jack Cotter and Watty Staight called on me. They filed into my room with solemn faces, and sat down in a row on my sofa. Usually they distributed themselves. Their demeanour impressed me.