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The bushfire raged around the house
raining sparks on the roof. Suddenly one
caught.
The house burnt.
Arthur retreated to the cellar and his
collection of brandies. But what of the
flames crept in? Wouldn't the alcohol
ignite? There was no alternative. He'd
have to drink the lot.
He smiled.