"Well, of course I can tell you about it."<br/>Christopher managed to sit comfortably when the rickshaw started forward. It was less bumpy than a horse carriage would be. The driver ran without seeming to put much effort into carrying two people on his vehicle.<br/><br/>Christopher smiled dreamily.<br/><br/>"I was in America for almost two years, learning the ways of the wide world and gaining experience at the stock exchange there. It's a beautiful land, one of untamed wilderness, sleepy little towns and great metropolies, all existing side by side."<br/><br/>He sat himself a bit away, politely avoiding speaking right into Harriet's ear.<br/><br/>"People in America are very hard working and they really take care of their technology. A big change to me was to have tramways and cars almost everywhere. Here they're still a novelty and expensive... And Americans like to talk a lot. You can get a honest discussion with anyone you meet, from a clerk to a scientist, everyone is willing to exchange ideas with a stranger..."<br/><br/>The rickshaw took Harriet and Christopher trough different streets very quickly. They soon left the stately merchant offices behind and now passed between many modest wooden houses. Even though poor, many homes were colorful and decorated with lanterns, statues or simple paintings. In some places, it was hard to see where one home ended and another began and one could only see a row of doors, windows, curtains, fences...<br/><br/>"It was there where I met mr.Tyler and he decided to hire me as he was opening his Hong Kong office..."<br/><br/>Howard Tyler was the name of solicitor in charge of Harriet's uncle will. All the letters were signed by him.<br/><br/>"I'm happy to live in times where I can travel the whole globe and discover..."<br/><br/>He added with a smile.