Dating

弗朗西丝卡在心里盘算着这个问题。她想跟他走。如果有人看到她怎么办？如果理查德发现了，她能对他说什么呢？

卡达尔桥坐落在新公路和混凝土桥的上游五十码处，与之平行。她不会太引人注意。或者她会吗？不到两秒钟，她就做出了决定。“好的，我很乐意。但我会开我的小卡车过去找你。什么时候？”

“六点左右。到时候见。好吗?再见!”

那天剩下的时间，他就在当地的报馆里翻阅旧版报纸。这是一个美丽的小镇，有一个漂亮的县政府广场，他坐在树荫下的长凳上吃午饭，随身带着一小袋水果和一些面包，还有一杯从街对面咖啡馆买来的可乐。

Francesca's mind worked the problem. She wanted to go with him. What if someone saw her? What could she say to Richard if he find out?

Cadar Bridge sat fifty yards upstream from and parallel to the new road and and concrete bridge. She wouldn't be too noticeable. Or would she? In less than two seconds, she decide. "Yes, I'd like that. But I'll drive my pickup and meet you there.  What time?"

"about six. I'll see you then. Okay?Bye."

He spent the rest of the day at the local newspaper office looking through old editions. It was a pretty town, with a nice courthouse square and he sat there on a bench in the shade at lunch with a small sack of fruit and some bread , along with a Coke from a cafe across the street.