[…] they are converted into globules or plates of a faint luster, which, partly coalescing, represent irregular, caky masses.

[…] outcrying the clacking of train wheels, the shrill of the whistle […]

Owing to sensitivities about the force's capabilities, Russell is unable to say how many drones BTP has, or where and when they operate. But he does confide that the force works hand in hand with the helicopter service, and its ability to deploy drones is getting quicker.

But neither did it turn them into Rastuses and Sambos; nor deprive their behaviour of logical and recognisable roots in the conditions of a regional culture whose impact had been distilled into Negro spirituals or the blues.