windle

If they'd all started coming back like poor old Windle, don't you think we'd know about it?

She had the kind of voice Windle wanted to stroke.

He's going to want me to shake hands, Windle thought.

His arm shot out and flung Windle against a wall.

Windle's hand reached back in and picked up his hat.

He and Windle were walking back through the grey dawn.

The order that Windle repeated simply called for a general alarm.

Windle walked over to the door and gingerly shut it.

I think it is probably an inexplicable phenomenon,' said Windle.

Ironically once he got used to his situation Windle enjoyed life much more after dying.

Windle dropped the mysterious objects back into the hole and looked around.

They were bigger than the ones Windle had seen before, with a golden sheen to them.

Windle had felt moved to be here, at this place, on this night, now.

I really am very touched, you know,' said Windle, lying back in the coffin.

Windle looked at the card again, took a deep breath out of habit, and knocked.

Windle hadn't done anything worth writing down for years, or at least anything he'd been able to remember by the evening.

'And he's probably lost a couple of teeth,' said Windle.

Windle snapped his fingers in front of the Dean's pale eyes.

Windle lay in the dark for a while, considering his next move and finishing off the celery.

Windle tried to move his legs a little closer to his own chair.

Windle saw the Dean's hand float past with something glittering in it.

The call must have been a tip-off from some of Windle's pals.

Windle had trouble in pacing himself to conserve energy for later events.

Windle paused out of habit to take a breath, and realised that there was no point.

Windle pulled it towards him and tore the solid pine like paper.