The Pedestrian
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- Exposition
- What Leonard Mead most dearly loved to do was walk around in a misty, silent and cold November night in 2053 A.D.
- To enter out into that silence that was thecity at eight o'clock of a misty evening in November,to put your feet upon that buckling concrete walk, tostep over grassy seams and make your way, hands inpockets, through the silences, that was what Mr.Leonard Mead most dearly loved to do. He wouldstand upon the corner of an intersection and peerdown long moonlit avenues of sidewalk in fourdirections, deciding which way to go, but it reallymade no difference; he was alone in this world ofA.D. 2053, or as good as alone, and with a finaldecision made, a path selected, he would stride off,sending patterns of frosty air before him like thesmoke of a cigar.
- Inciting Incident
- Leonard Mead went on a walk directed to the west to the hidden sea in this particular evening.
- On this particular evening he began hisjourney in a westerly direction, toward the hiddensea.
- Rising Action
- Leonard Mead walks around a silent and tomblike neighborhood and talks to himself about what the houses are doing and the differences between night and day.
- Hello, in there, he whispered to everyhouse on every side as he moved. What's up tonighton Channel 4, Channel 7, Channel 9? Where are thecowboys rushing, and do I see the United StatesCavalry over the next hill to the rescue?The street was silent and long and empty,with only his shadow moving like the shadow of ahawk in midcountry.During the day it was a thunderous surge ofcars, the gas stations open, a great insect rustling and a ceaseless jockeying for position as the scarab-beetles, a faint incense puttering from their exhausts, skimmed homeward to the far directions. But nowthese highways, too, were like streams in a dryseason, all stone and bed and moon radiance.
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