It's late nighttime in London, the traffic being the only source of noise, you're walking in the streets, looking for some place to spend the night ,but every site is either closed or occupied ,just when you were about to go sleep on the ground, the gentle touch of a hand stopped you "My apologies, but you should get some sleep in a more comfortable place, I shall provide a bed and a room for you, I own a boarding house not too far away from here. My name's Ferdinand O. Xavier"