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in the open air.

In the next room he could hear the radio play- ing softly, smell breakfast cooking and hear the rattle of plates in the kitchen. Jumping out of bed he slipped on his housecoat and mules and went through into the lounge. Elaine greeted him with a cheery good morning. She had obviously been up for some time as the room had been cleaned and the fire lit. She suggested he hurry and wash as breakfast would be ready in five minutes. During breakfast she told him that although the storm had blown itself out and it was a glorious day, the flood waters of the stream had washed away one of the supports of the bridge and it would have to be repaired before she could take him to the police station.

Jim offered to repair the bridge as some pay- ment for her hospitality and said she could do her household chores whilst she waited for him to mend the support. He had completely overlooked the fact that he had nothing suitable to wear and it was not until she suggested he wear some of her old clothes for the dirty work that he remembered he still had only the clothes in the case. Elaine sorted out some of her old clothes for him and changing into them in his bedroom he found they fitted quite well. To hi surprise he discovered that even these shabby undies and the thick tweed skirt and woolen jumper gave him a strange feeling of exhilaration and idly he wondered how it would feel to be properly dressed and made up as a fashionable woman. He dismissed the thought guiltily from his mind and went out to work on the bridge. It took him about an hour to repair the support and when he had finished he was covered with mud, but at the cottage he found Elaine with all her chores completed, the bath filled ready for him and the clothes he had worn the day before dried and pressed ready for him to wear, she had even put a razor out ready for him to shave.

Bathed and shaved, Jim dressed again in the

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