Passage Two I was walking along the main street of a small seaside town in the north of England lookingforsomewhere to make a phone call My car had broken down outside the town and I wanted to contact the AA Low greyclouds were gathering across the sky and there was a cold damp wind blowing off the sea which nearly threw me off my feetevery time I crossed one of the side streets It had rained in the night and water was dripping from the bare trees that linedthe street I was glad that I was wearing a thick coat There was no sign of a call box , nor was there anyone at that earlyhour whom I could ask I had thought I might find a shop open selling the Sunday papers or a milkman doing his rounds ,but the town was completely dead The only living thing I saw was a thin frightened cat outside a small restaurant Thesuddenly I found what I was looking for There was a small post office , and almost hidden from sight in a dark narrowstreet Next to it was the towns only public call box , which badly nee ded a coat of paint I hurried forward , but stopped inastonishment when I saw through the dirty glass that there was a man inside He was fat, and was wearing a cheap blueplastic raincoat I could not see his face and he did not even raise his head at the sound of my footsteps Discreetly(谨慎地),I remained standing a few feet away and lit a cigarette to wait my turm It was when I threw the dead match on the groundthat I noticed something bright trickling from under the call box door1、 At what time was the story set