She felt flattered. He was all alone, like herself. ‘Certainly I can prove it. As far as I can, I belong to them all. She grew perhaps a shade paler, and she glanced out into the street, where her four-wheeler cab, laden with luggage, was still waiting. ‘Melusine was making herself mistress of them when we met. Even the chattering monkeys, parrots, and parrakeets departed the fruit groves for the smelly dark of the jungle. You ought to have had better advice two years ago. ’ ‘Don’t talk soft,’ begged Martha.
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