Marvia stammered an introduction and Jamie shook hands with Ransome and with Fabia Rabinowitz. Marvia said, “Wilma, how did you know?”
“Being blind?” she replied.
“Yes.”
“You know the old story about the other senses growing sharper. It’s true, Marvia. Jamie, how were your spiced prawns? Pretty hot, weren’t they?”
He said, “Uh-huh.”
She smiled at him. “Marvia, I’m glad we ran into you. There were a couple of little glitches with that conversion but Fabia lent me a hand and it looks pretty good. I think I can get a file done in the morning and print it out for you anytime you want. Or I could just modem it to you.”
“No, I’ll have to get back the Braille version. It hasn’t been out of your possession, has it?”
“Not a bit.”
“I’ll come by in the morning. Should I call first?”
“Call a
