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I took David’s hand and, once again, led him from the cell to ensure he did not try to make a meal of Ingrid – though she may well have been tasty. We travelled along several narrow, linoleum-paved passageways. The cattle prods remained poised and ready to strike to our front and to our rear. We passed some sort of common room that was being used by the GI’s. They had some electric Blues playing loudly. As we got closer, I saw through a window that some of them were actually dancing to the music. More than that, I recognised that the music was something from Muddy Waters’ “Electric Mud” album – which I had recently bought second-hand from the late, lamented John Clements record shop in the city. Blues, even electric blues, is not supposed to cheer one up – but this was the first music I had heard in a while (since our time in the Rowden White Gallery) – and so it did cheer me a little. I also saw, as we passed the common room, that almost all of the GI’s in it were black guys – and I wondered who, if anyone, was re-introducing segregation amongst the US troops. But, maybe, it was not deliberate – maybe it was just the music that attracted the black guys there. Later, I realised that the white guys were more partial to the songs of The Eagles – which had not then made it to our shores – and The Guess Who – who, as far as I can remember, never really did ‘make it’ here at all. (Apart from “American Woman”.) Anyway, we eventually arrived at a couple of swinging doors which led to a very spartan laboratory. Not much equipment to be seen here – and, what was there looked pretty old and battered. I supposed that the Australian Army didn’t put very much of its funds into medical research. (And that’s a very good thing, in my humble opinion.) David and I were ‘encouraged’ by the goons to be seated in chairs that looked suspiciously like the electric chair – made with massively heavy timber and fitted with thick, heavy leather straps to restrain arms, legs, torso and head. I didn’t resist. David did – and was struck simultaneously with jolts from three cattle prods for his trouble. He eventually came round to the idea of sitting down and allowing himself to be strapped in. Once this had occurred – and both David and I were securely strapped into our chairs – the Captain strode into the room. (Very brave, it seemed, was our Captain – no appearance until ‘the threat’ had been thoroughly eliminated.)
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2 sinne gevind in 3 ms. Hulle kom uit baie bronne en word nie nagegaan nie.