Light flooded the place. They found a cosy little table in the tea-rooms, and everything was delicious. ‘You are, I think, a gentleman, no?’ Gerald bowed. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. “How are you?” He asked, realizing she was unnerved by the very sound of his voice.
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