Now, then! There's a memory for you! --That's three generations--four generations, said another of the company. When the order list had been booked the two would go on to the park where an old friend of Stephen's father, Mike Flynn, would be found seated on a bench, waiting for them. Did he sign, too? David nodded and said: --And you, Stevie? Stephen shook his head. Late that night, while the house slept, we had another talk in my room, when she went all the way with me as to its being beyond doubt that I had seen exactly what I had seen.