Posted on | October 30, 2009 | No Comments
Quivering old man: Excuse me?
Emily: Hello, can I help?
Quivering old man: I’ve come down from Manchester, where I have the misfortune of living next door to a thief.
Emily: I see.
Quivering old man: I owned a book once called The Handbook. It was about Malaya. A Handbook of Malaya. Something of a treasure. It was a hundred years old, and she stole if from me.
Emily: We don’t have a copy, I’m sorry.
Quivering old man: I must continue to search.