She assured him that she was prepared to pay anything that was reasonable and, as if he had been almost leading up to this moment. Gueda Tano told her that there was a house in a compound adjoining his own.
It had previously been occupied by his elder son, but before he and his family had gone to Singapore.
Roxana looked surprised and he explained,
“My son very clever. He painter, wish sell his paintings. There no sale in Bali, walls not strong enough to hold painting in frames.”
This was true enough and they laughed. A framed picture could not hang on the bamboo screens, which were usually taken up or lowered with changes of sun or climate.
He brought a picture to show Roxana an example of the work his son was doing and she saw at once that it was not only beautiful but also most unu
