’ Gerald eyed her with interest. I have seen many of them. Sebastian traveled at seventy, eighty, then one-hundred down the freeway. This also struck her as odd. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word. It was not until the morning of the fifth day that the constant vigil was broken. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly.
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