Chapter 43 When Samuel reached Suva, he disembarked with the rest of the passengers and decided to spend the morning at the market. He wanted nothing, he needed even less, yet he wanted to lose himself among the people and maybe sit somewhere in front of a tall, refreshing juice. While walking down the street, he noticed a man sitting at a shaded terrace. He noticed him because of his white beard and his detached attitude. He climbed the couple of steps separating him from the terrace and approached the old fellow silently. He bent down to his ear and whispered, “May I join you?” The man didn’t reply but waived a hand to the chair opposite his. “I’m sorry to disturb you, sir,” Samuel began as he sat down, “but you remind me of someone I knew a long time ago and I wonder if you wouldn’t