Lilian Braun – The Cat Who Turned On and Off
«In December the weather declared war. First it bombarded the city with ice storms, then strafed it with freezing winds.
Now it was snowing belligerently. A blizzard whipped down Canard Street, past the Press Club, as if it had a particular grudge against newspapermen. With malicious accuracy the largest flakes zeroed in to make cold wet landings on the neck of the man who was hailing a taxi in front of the club.
He turned up the collar of his tweed overcoat вЂ” awkwardly, with one hand вЂ” and tried to jam his porkpie hat closer to his ears. His left hand was plunged deep in his coat pocket and held stiffly there. Otherwise there was nothing remarkable about the man except the luxuriance of his moustache вЂ” and his sobriety. It was after midnight; it was…»
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