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The Johannesburg, January the 9th, 1235am.

The occupants of No. 56th 14th Avenue, Houghton, are disturbed by a noise from the house next door, number 58.

The woman, a Mrs. Garfield, hears it first.

She gets up, goes to the bedroom window, and peers out.

What she sees causes her to call her husband.

Leslie?

What is it? Come and see. I'm trying to get some sleep. So was I, but I kept hearing noises. No, you're always hearing noises. Well, I'm not imagining things this time. Come and have a look. Somebody prowling around? Yes. In our garden? No. Well, then. Next door, number 58. Then it's none of my business. I'm going back to sleep. Let's get out of that bed. You can't adopt this attitude. Who's going to stop me? Well, it's not right. Any minute now, you'll be giving me a lecture about my civic duty. You just can't ignore Burglans. What? Berglars? Well...

I told you next door.

Let's have a look.

There's a car in the street, and they keep crossing the front lawn to it.

Let's have a look.

Down there.

What?

Yes, you're all right.

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