Over to the south-east you could make out one dot of yellow light, to prove that men lived and moved and had their being in that stillness.

Otherwise, you couldn't believe it was real country.

It looked like a vision of the home of dreams.
"Got anything to do tonight ?" asked Grim.

"Can you stay awake?
I know where some Jews are going to play Beethoven in an upper room in the ancient city.

Care to come ?".