"Oh, yes. It was very noticeable."
"And about his being left-handed?"
She thought for a moment. "No. I'm not certain about that. He could have been, I suppose, but I don't think I ever noticed."
"Is there anything else you remember about him?"
She shook her head slowly. "Not much, I'm afraid. He was just a person who came through the office now and then. He had an odd way of talking. He spoke very slowly. He separated his words, just ... like ... this. Most of the girls laughed at him, and when they did he'd turn around and walk away without saying anything. And—oh, yes, sometimes he'd talk about California. I guess that was where he was from. I never found out anything about his personal life."
"But you didn't laugh at him?"
"No. I couldn't laugh at him. He was just too—pathetic."
"Have you heard from him since you came back?"
"He sent me a Christmas card once. He didn't know my address on Earth, so he sent it to the office on Mars so it would be forwarded. It didn't reach me until July!"
"How long ago was that?"