Little did I imagine at the time that it was my own father to whom he referred. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. “Now I should like to know,” she said, looking at him with a quiet smile, “what you are doing here? It is not a particularly inspiring neighbourhood for walking about by yourself. I never intended it to be anything but a short story, for I had never completed even the shortest of stories unless forced to in grammar school. Her usual dignified reserve had availed her nothing. Was he planning on spending more time with her once in the country? The streets choked with beggars and the dying.
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