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“But how can you tell?”

I was a crazy creature with a headful of carnival spangles

“Let me put it this way,” he said. “Women who act and think and talk like you are rare.”

They drank their tea.

what would you really like to do with your life?”

Isn’t life a play? Don’t I play it well?”

“Well.” She started pouring tea. “To start things off, what do you think of the world?”

“It is also,” he admitted, “the first time in my life I have been on time for an appointment.”

:I across time and distance, seated alone, the tea service glittering its soft silver surfaces, waiting for him.

And she went off into the town on business, leaving the young boy and the young man there, looking after her, slowly finishing their ice cream.