The woman looked around my office. She looked at the old funiture and the dirty windows. She looked at the broken blind and the plastic coffeecups in the waste bin. Then she looked at me. I wasn't looking good. I hadn't shaved. And my suit and hair were untidy. The woman didn't spek.
Suddenly, she took a handkerchief out of her bag. She wiped the dust from the chaur and she sat down. Mr Samuel, she sais. I saw your name and adress in the telephine book.
It was suprised to read the last sccene. It is difficult to read for me.