The night was cool.
After finishing her coffee, Alice left.
The bookstore had closed its doors, and as usual, William walked back to East 62nd Street with Evelyn.
Technically, William could have stayed at the dormitory. However, Evelyn was headed home, and he didn't feel right letting her go alone late at night.
More importantly, William genuinely enjoyed the moments when he and Evelyn were alone together.
"William, what did Mr. Taylor want from you?" asked Evelyn.
Throughout the walk, William remained silent, prompting Evelyn to initiate conversation. After all, there was still some distance to cover, and it would have been awkward if neither of them spoke.
"He said he believes again," William replied, his tone flat, revealing no emotion.
"Believes in what?"
"What I told him earlier. He's come around to believing it again," William said. "Did you see him when he left?"
"Yes, he seemed to be in good spirits."
