A Warm December Page #2

Uh-oh.

That face.

-It's just come to me.

-What?

Catherine Oswandu.

How do you do?

Wow. she's fantastic.

Who's the dude?

George Oswandu.

Ambassador of Torunda.

The new East African Republic.

-She's his wife?

-His niece.

Beautiful.

She's a member of Torunda's

Economic Development Council.

Good evening. Mr. Younger.

I'm so glad you could attend.

You know her. She knows you.

Daddy?

Hello?

This is the housekeeper, sir.

Do you have enough blanhets?

Yes. fine. thank you.

Woolies. bed socks?

-Hot-water bags?

-Catherine?

kw .

And I was positive I had fooled you.

I thought my accent was flawless.

No.

The African slipped through

on ''bed socks.''

Would you believe it?

I'm thirsty after all.

-Where are you?

-Downstairs.

My uncle's in a meeting here.

I thought this would be a chance

to make up for misleading you.

Well. can you? The little girl?

My daughter's staying with friends.

But no. I don't know.

When I get to where you're supposed to be.

you're not there anymore.

Oh. take a chance.

After all

how many times does on'e pass through?

Do it right and once is enough.

Hold the phone. the tub's running over.

Hello.

I think you're very devious.

Well. blowing people's minds

must be your hobby.

Listen.

don't you ever hold still for one second?

Stay in London and find out.

Did you really think I was for sale?

How much do you think I'd bring?

As fast as you move. a buck a minute.

Did the man at the museum follow you

this afternoon?

-Yes.

-Marvelous.

Don't you just enjoy all this attention?

No. I'll leave that to you.

Who was the Chinese

you were trying to lose the other day?

He's with the Russians.

And the Arab?

That's Ahmed.

He's with the Israelis.

That's the trouble these days.

You can't tell who they're working for

by nationality anymore.

What about the black man?

-What black man?

-The one with the scars.

Oh. him? Do you know what I suspect?

He's with the Ku Klux Klan.

I know where you're at.

You are hustling for your country.

Charm a school out of the Russians...

...factory out of the Chinese.

mesmerize the Americans.

And they all follow you around

to see who's beating whose time.

Oh. what a shame.

Now all of my mystery's gone.

Shall we concentrate on you?

I told you. I race motorcycles.

Oh. yes. I forgot.

I'm racing tomorrow.

Come and see for yourself.

No. thank you.

Well. do we just mill about

out here in public...

...or was your drink offer

an empty gesture?

Depends on who follows us this time.

Not a soul. I promise.

All right. but I pick the place.

Cool?

Cool.

Oops.

Thank you.

Here's to friendship.

Where's your race tomorrow?

At Brill. 11:
00.

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