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Chapter 52

           Therewasatinysqueal,thescrapeofmetal.ItriedtogetaconversationgoingwhileweatethekidMariahadcookedforus,buthedidnotbothertokeepupthehost-guestfictionanymore.Hedidnotwanttotalk,andthatwasthat.AtlastMariabroughtthecoffee,whichsheplacedonthetablebythefrontsteps.Conchisstoodup,excusedhimselfforamoment,anddisappearedupstairs.Ilookedbackfromtheedgeofthecolonnadetowardsthecottage;nothingunusual.Istrolledafewstepsoutonthegravelandpeeredup,butonceagaintherewasnothingtobeseen.Conchisreturnedveryshortlywithalargecardboardfile,andgesturedtometobringthechairstothefrontsteps.Wesat,facingthesea,thetablebetweenus,evidentlywaiting.Iwassilent,onmyguard.ThenIheardfootstepsagainonthegravelandmyheartleaptbecauseIthoughtitwasJulie,thatwehadbeenwaitingforher.Butitwasaman,theblack-dressedNegro,carryingalongbundle.Hecrossedtoinfrontofusandthen,attheedgeofthegravel,hesetthebundleonitstripodendandIrealizedwhatitwasasmallcinemascreen.Therewasaratchetingnoiseandheunfurledthewhitesquare;adjustedit.Someonecalledinalowvoicefromabove."Entaxi."Allright.AGreekvoiceIdidn’trecognize.IturnedtoConchis."Isn’tLilygoingtoseethis?""No.Iwouldbeashamedtopresentthistoher.""Ashamed?""Becausetheseeventscouldhavetakenplaceonlyinaworldwheremanconsideredhimselfsuperiortowoman.InwhattheAmericanscalla’man’sworld

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