So posts he, this snap from 47th street in midtown. To which she replies, “You would make Jane Austen proud…A lady’s imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony in a moment.” But of course it is only the lights that we should notice. Not that it is evening and promises are whispered urgently, with laughter before the street crossing blares its hand back and forth back and forth, “Be patient you two. Be patient.”]]>