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us our messages and served us tea if we were sworn enemies of the British
Crown. Every side uses Lal because they know he will not sell them out. And no
side tries to lay hands on his secrets because if they did, hell would pour
down on them secrets have a way of accumulating, and he lets it be known that
his untimely death would loose them. Now, tell me what sort of silk you would
like to practise your scarf act with.
We submerged ourselves again in thesouk,making small purchases such as any
English visitors might, as well as two or three items that Holmes appeared to
have ordered beforehand, no doubt through his diminutive friend with the
conjoined Moslem-Hindu names.
One of these purchases was at a jeweller s shop, and we were standing at the
man s small counter examining a cunningly linked trio of bangles and
conversing with the shopkeeper in Arabic when Holmes abruptly shifted his
position so that the bangles disappeared into his sleeve. He continued the
motion by reaching out to pluck a ring from a nearby display, saying in a loud
English voice, My dear, isn t this very like the ring your sister lost last
year?
As I had no sister and Holmes would no more address me as my dear than he
would embrace me in public, it took no great subtlety of thought to know that
he had spotted an intruder in the doorway. And sure enough, when I had taken
the spectacularly ugly piece and turned with it to the lighter portion of the
shop, there stood a familiar figure, ill concealed by his topee and dark
sun-glasses. I looked up, surprised, and let an expression of recognition
cross my face.
Mr Goodheart, so you decided to come ashore after all! What do you think of
this ring?
He pulled the dark glasses from his bloodshot eyes and came fully into the
shop, giving the ring I held out the merest glance. He seemed more interested
in what we had been looking at earlier, but the bangles had vanished, and the
shopkeeper was as phlegmatic as Holmes.
I should think it would turn one s finger green in a day, Tommy Goodheart
told me, looking more than a little green himself. Say, you haven t come
across my mother anywhere in this madhouse, have you? I was looking at some
carpets and turned around and she was gone.
I haven t seen her, no.
Maybe you could ask this fellow for me, he said to Holmes. Since you seem
to speak the lingo.
So, he d been listening outside long enough to hear the exchange. I didn t
look at Holmes while he asked the man behind the counter if he d seen a large
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American woman in a flowered dress (all Mrs Goodheart s dresses were flowered)
looking lost. The man regretted that he had not seen such a person that day.
Holmes translated the man s reply, then told him that we would take the ring,
please. I was glad to see the jeweller pick up the unspoken message, that the
bangles Holmes had made away with were not to be mentioned, but would now be
paid for; he made no protest, and reacted not in the least to a payment vastly
greater than the price of the trinket for my sister. He merely wrapped the
ring, thanked us profusely, and turned to the young man and asked him in
English if he wouldn t like to look at some pretty necklaces for his
girlfriend.
I don t have a girlfriend, Thomas snapped. And if I did I wouldn t buy her
rubbish at those prices. You really should ve got him to come down, he said
to Holmes, following us out into the street. He winced at the brightness and
put his sun-glasses back on.
Oh, that s my fault, I told Goodheart. I hate haggling over a pittance, it
always seems so rude. And these people have so little, compared to us.
I was interested to hear the committed Communist sniff in disgust at my
willingness to share the wealth.
Where d you learn to speak the language? he demanded, as if Holmes had
revealed some distasteful habit.
Oh, it s one of those things a person picks up, Holmes answered blandly. I
lived in Cairo for a time.
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