Windows in the hotel were peculiar as well, tall and very narrow. Even sticking a head outside was impossible.<br/><br/>It still wasn't dark. Distant sun was setting across an orange sky splattered with red. Some two gentlemen were talking down in the garden, whispering to each other and laughing with satisfaction over something.<br/><br/>Harriet was about to go to sleep, but then someone knocked on the door.<br/><br/>"Oh, excuse me? I thought I'll come by and say hello. You're first time in this fine city, hmm?"<br/><br/>The voice sounded jovial, but it sounded like whoever is there wants something more than just a random chat.<br/><br/>"British, aren't you?"