But the air was deadly cold and the wind was like a flat blade of ice on his cheeks. Подробная информация для ознакомления по текущему запросу представлена ниже:īILLY WEAVER had travelled down from London on the slow afternoon train, with a change at Swindon on the way, and by the time he got to Bath it was about nine o'clock in the evening and the moon was coming up out of a clear starry sky over the houses opposite the station entrance. Roald Dahl: The Collected Short Stories of Roald Dahl, Volume 1