“Ahhh, you Americans,” Abul laughed, “always trying to come to the rescue. Like your friend, Mr. Kedad, you’ve seen too many movies, Mrs. Ryan. But this is not a movie.”
Kathy’s face was scarlet with rage. She was about to scream at Abul and the assembled guests when suddenly, Madam Khe stood up. “Mrs. Ryan,” she said forcefully, “I suggest you take a moment.”
Abul had turned to Madam Khe. Pointing at her, he shouted angrily, “You have no right!”
Madam Khe nodded. “That is correct, Abul, I have no right.” She sat down.
The interruption was enough to enable Kathy to bring her rage under control. Swart still held her arms. Facing Abul, she bowed her head. Her lip quivered and the tears flowed from her eyes. Scornfully, Abul grinned at her. “While you were being refreshed, Mrs. Ryan, we
