:42:01
I expect Frank wouldn't let you.
:42:03
He probably doesn't want me
writing love letters to anyone but him.
:42:13
Dear Heart:
It's a lovely shop, straight out of Dickens.
:42:17
You would go absolutely
out of your mind over it.
:42:20
There are stalls outside...
:42:22
...and I stopped to establish myself
as a browser before wandering in.
:42:43
It's dim inside.
:42:45
You can smell the shop before you see it.
It's a lovely smell.
:42:48
It's hard to describe,
but it combines must and dust and age...
:42:53
...and walls and floors of wood.
:42:56
At the back of the shop there's a desk.
:43:00
A man was sitting there
with a Hogarth nose.
:43:02
He looked up and said:
:43:04
"So sorry. Good afternoon."
:43:08
- Would you like some help?
- May I look around?
:43:12
Oh, yes. Of course. Please do.
:43:21
The shelves go on forever.
:43:24
They go up to the ceiling
and they're very old and gray...
:43:29
...like old oak that absorbed so much dust
over the years...
:43:32
...they no longer are their true color.
:43:34
There's a print selection...
:43:36
...or rather a long print table
with Cruikshank, Rackham...
:43:41
...and Spy and all those
old English caricaturists and illustrators...
:43:45
...that I'm not smart enough
to know a lot about.
:43:48
There are some lovely old
illustrated magazines.
:43:55
I stayed about half an hour
hoping your Frank...
:43:58
...or one of the girls would turn up.
:43:59
They must have been all out to lunch,
and I couldn't stay any longer.