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Dave had the latch under his thumb now and he removed his arm from his wife in order to pull the door open.

In a flash she was away to the back, paying no attention to three angry shouts from the male throats.

She tore open the back door.

It was dark inside the room but enough light spilled from the restaurant behind her to enable her to make out a round table with a green cloth top.

There was a small sideboard with some empty beer bottles on it and perhaps fifteen wooden chairs.