Certainly I never met him. ‘Why does this person say you are mad?’ ‘Because I am risking having my head blown off,’ Gerald answered cheerfully. Least of all myself. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. It's gin—a liquor you used to like. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark. Was he really awake? The arrival and departure of this strange father lacked the essential human touch to make it real.
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