26 Mar
2010
26 Mar
'10
7:22 p.m.
door with a hollow, echoing clang. They had some hours to spend in Edinburgh, and got lunch in Princes Street. It all seemed amazingly big and busy to Marcella, who could not imagine the use of so many hundreds of people. "I can't see what they're all here for, doctor," she said as they sat at a very white and sparkling table in a deep window opposite the Scot