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Tainaron - Mail from another city { 1 }
by Leena Krohn { 2 }
The bystander - the nineteenth letter { 372 }
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I dressed myself in yesterday's clothes and, without eating my breakfast, went down to the street, seeking Longhorn's company. | { 374 } |
Yes, they went on standing silently, and the eastern sun infused the strong heat of copper into their back-armour. | { 382 } |
Despite the disapproving glances which were cast at me, I pushed right through to the front row and found myself balancing on a narrow kerb-stone of the pavement. | { 383 } |
Beside me stood a gleaming black shape that reminded me of a diver. I knocked echoingly on his polished surface and said: 'Excuse me, but please would you tell me what day today is?' | { 384 } |
He glanced at me, disturbed, and after making the rapid and sullen reply, 'The nineteenth', he turned back at once toward the west. | { 385 } |
I was none the wiser, but I had only myself to blame - the timing and phrasing of my question had been badly chosen. | { 386 } |
It progressed slowly, and our moments stretched with it, but inch by inch it approached our building; and the better I could make it out, the more astonished I was. | { 388 } |
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