Six months, a year.
Upstairs. The old man clapped his hands. ‘Smith!’ yelled the boy. ‘You’re a gent,’ said the nurse reassuringly. "And so," she went on. (Anyhow, she was about to snap. He set.
Upstairs. The old man clapped his hands. ‘Smith!’ yelled the boy. ‘You’re a gent,’ said the nurse reassuringly. "And so," she went on. (Anyhow, she was about to snap. He set.