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NO ONE has ever satisfactorily explained how a
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itself into orbit . Shooting up over the pass a bit
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to know . But the fact remains that get
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itself into orbit it did .
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And a fine old fuss there was about it , too .
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Rev. Edwards .
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Aboard , apart from the crew , were Mrs. Megan
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and Miss Ethel Yates , hikers from
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Birmingham ; Price the Provisions ; and the
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Thomas and her five-year-old son Cadwallader ;
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Here are the known facts . On 10th July ,
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pretty little Morfydd Owen ; Mr. Stanley Hayball
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left Dinas at two-thirty-five as usual .
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the bus , the 2.20 from Dinas to Llangrwl ,
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Dai Pugh , taking a tearful farewell of
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recently been Ifor's typist , but was now
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Ifor was . For there was his garage hand ,
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is established . Ifor Huw Evans , Propr. ,
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returning to her home town as a
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Yes , the bus set out from Dinas . So much
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watched it go from the windows of the
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fully-fledged schoolteacher .
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Dinas Motor Omnibus Co. Very interested ,
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Morfydd Owen . Morfydd , who had until
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the world , is it ? " " For me it is , " Dai
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said wretchedly , wiping his hands on his
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overalls preparatory to a last embrace . " You
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the Mixed Infants of Llangrwl . "
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hand when you are lording it over
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" But I 'm only going fifteen miles away , "
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will not be remembering a mere garage
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Morfydd was saying . " Not the end of
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new world she was entering there might
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had qualified as a schoolteacher , poor
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could not help wondering whether , now she
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be boys equally nice , and with far more
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A nice boy of course . But perhaps in the
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to offer . The conductor rang his bell .
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" Silly boy , " said Morfydd . Though she
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little Dai was quite the man for her .
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swinging down to the darkening earth . " It
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Flying Officer who had burst so unceremoniously into his
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passed me at fifty thousand feet , sir . It was
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office . " And what did it look like , Broughtons ? Some
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But the jet aircraft was already miles away ,
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climbing steadily . " Group Captain Llewelyn Jones , Officer
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Commanding R.A.F. Station , Dinas , looked keenly at the
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sort of rocket ? "
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Group Captain looked . " Broughtons , " he said silkily .
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Flying Officer Broughtons shuffled his feet .
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determined . " It was a bus , sir .
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Buses crawl . " Very pale , Broughtons was . But
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earth-bound creatures ? Aeroplanes fly , Broughtons .
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A single-decker , " he elaborated . Daggers , the
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" Didn't they teach you at Cranwell that buses are
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" Well , actually , sir , it looked like - like a bus .
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back in his chair . " I see . So you met a bus at
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fifty thousand feet .
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sir . It said Llangrwl . " Llewelyn Jones sat
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They 'd got the lights on . There were people inside .
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" Did you see the indicator board ? " " Yes , sir . " " And
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what did it say ? Mystery Tour ? " Oh , very caustic , that
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Group Captain . But Broughtons stood his ground . " No ,
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Waving . " Like gimlets , the Station Commander's eyes .
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All lit up . Full of people waving as you went past . "
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there were anything in Queen's Regulations to cover this ,
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isn't , " he ended sadly . " I tried to read the
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Suddenly he crouched forward . " Broughtons , if I thought
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He waited . But his commanding officer appeared to
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I 'd have you court-martialled . But I know there
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have forgotten him .
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registration number , sir . But it was getting dark . "
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quarter-hour intervals , regular as clockwork ?
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Time passed . Everyone said , " Pity about Megan
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Time passed . The bus climbed , and went quietly
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it was a pity at all ; as , indeed , they didn't .
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remained empty . And so did the arms of Dai
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Thomas , isn't it , " as though they didn't really think
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beloved was circling the Poles at three-and-a-
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He saluted , and left the presence , very crestfallen ...
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Pugh . How could they be otherwise , when his
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into orbit . Time passed . The Rev. Edwards' pulpit
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Dinas Advertiser . But the London papers ignored
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they could have measured up the road and
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LOCAL BUS DISAPPEARS announced the
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the whole affair . Ifor Evans reported his loss
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attitude . Now if there 'd been a good old accident ,
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taken an interest .
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a bus , is it . Very careless . " That was their
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to the police . But they only tut-tutted . " Lost
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mysteries , like the Marie Celeste . Then things
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But losing a bus ! People were always losing
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you will be asking .
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seemed , for a time , that the whole affair would
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began to happen ... But what about the voyagers ?
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be written off as one of those unexplained
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things . You 'd be surprised , they said . So it
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a supply of food . "
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what does such a person do ? He signals
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that of a castaway on a desert island . Now
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