I suppose that is because I always feel that I am living a little way in the future." Tea was brought in, and a place cleared for the tray upon a crowded table.

Afterwards she lit a cigarette and threw herself upon the lounge.
"Turn your chair around towards me," she invited.

"This is the hour I like best of any during the day.

Do you see what a beautiful view I have of the Houses of Parliament?
And there across the river, behind that mist, the cesspool begins.

Sometimes I lie here and think.