There was a wide emptiness over road and sidewalk, and yet there were many unconsidered figures moving silently through the half-light, or dotted unobtrusively on bench and chair, scarcely to be distinguished from the shadowed gloom in which they sat.
Norman Gortsby sat on a bench in the Park, Hyde Park Corner, with its rattle and hoot of traffic, lay immediately to his right. It was some thirty minutes past six on an early March evening, and dusk had fallen heavily over the scene, dusk mitigated by some faint moonlight and many street lamps.
After some time the man walk away and after 2 min his sit was taken by a young man who's mod was quit angry
You wouldn't be in a good temper if you were in the fix I'm in I've done the silliest thing I've ever done in my life.
You don't seem in a very good temper,
YES?
Came up this afternoon, meaning to stay at the Patagonian Hotel in Berkshire Square,when I got there I found it had been pulled down some weeks ago and a cinema theatre run up on the site. The taxi driver recommended me to another hotel some way off and I went there. I just sent a letter to my people, giving them the address, and then I went out to buy some soap — I'd forgotten to pack any and I hate using hotel soap. Then I strolled about a bit, had a drink at a bar and looked at the shops,
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