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{{a|opcoboone|}}A gunmetal sky was spotting Barrington Road with fat cold blobs as the station clock struck nine. The underground exhaled: a musty gust of sullen commuters spilled onto the pavement, prompting a squabble of black brollies. [[Edd Sweeney]] | {{a|opcoboone|}}A gunmetal sky was spotting Barrington Road with fat cold blobs as the station clock struck nine. The underground exhaled: a musty gust of sullen commuters spilled onto the pavement, prompting a squabble of black brollies. The squabble dispersed, leaving [[Edd Sweeney]] standing under a dripping eve. He didn’t have a brolly or an overcoat and was, as usual, late. He sighed, tucked his chin into his collar and began his scuttle to the office. | ||
Neither he, nor of the brolly-weilding pigeons about him, noticed the great bird perched atop the broken battlements lining the tenement across the road. Nor did the workmen affixing a new sign to the tired bricks below it: EAGLE DWELLINGS. | |||
Sweeney snagged a copy of The Morning Bugle and opened it over his head. He did not notice the billboard: FUNDAMENTAL PARTICLE DISCOVERED. The paper was sopping grey rag within a minute. Sweeney scuttled along. | |||
He hopped over a puddle. Behind him, an urgent toot. “Hi, Sweeney, old man!” | |||
“Oh, hallo, Roly.” | Sweeney turned to see a plump face beaming at him from a taxi. The face belonged to fellow with apple cheeks, floppy hair and a chalk-stripe suit whom Sweeney recognised at once. | ||
“Oh, hallo, Roly.” Roly Punchface was a trainee in his department. | |||
“I say, aren’t you running a bit late? Cripes, ''I’m'' late enough, and I’ve got wheels!” Roly slapped the taxi door happily. | “I say, aren’t you running a bit late? Cripes, ''I’m'' late enough, and I’ve got wheels!” Roly slapped the taxi door happily. | ||
Sweeney nodded and approached the taxi door hopefully. | |||
“Oh well: See you at the office! Don’t get too wet!” As he pushed the window back up, Roly barked, “Let’s crack on, driver!” | “Oh well: See you at the office! Don’t get too wet!” As he pushed the window back up, Roly barked, “Let’s crack on, driver!” | ||
Sweeney stared in damp disbelief as the taxi pulled back into the traffic, drenching his trousers as it went. | |||
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