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herself of why Angela was across the room from her, being impolite, being aggressive to the mistress of this grand but ugly house. The wounded master would be returning that very afternoon, the ruthless, murdering power maniac, unchanged by his close brush with death, still in pursuit of anyone brave enough or stupid enough to stand in his way.
    The result was that all trace of embarrassment at the way Angela was grilling Sally was gone. She was silently cheering her on.
    â€˜Yes, I know. I also know why this has happened. In this country, you cannot go around trying to kill people because they have offended you.’
    â€˜Madam, you are right. You say you know. But do you know why?’
    â€˜Why do you talk in riddles?’
    â€˜No riddles, Madam. I will tell you.’
    Rafaella sat back, fell back onto the support of the window seat and grasped Ewan’s hand. Surely not! Angela, be very careful. No, darling, just be brave.
    â€˜Yes, the father of this child here did fire the bullet that almost took the life of your husband. But at that very moment your husband had a gun in his hands, too, and he was about to pull the trigger and take the life … of Thomas McCall.’
    â€˜That is not true!’
    Angela swept on. ‘Oh, but it is true.’
    â€˜You cannot prove this!’
    â€˜In this country, you cannot go around trying to kill people just because they have offended you. There are many witnesses. Bwana Briggs has been taken because he saved a life. I am very sorry to have to say these things to you, Madam. A good man’s life is in danger. Even at this moment we do not know where he is.’
    At the end of moments of silence, Angela began again. Her manner was gentle, compassionate but also pleading.
    â€˜You can save this man’s life. You can bring happiness back to this child. This child never knew his mother. You would understand the pain of this.’
    Pleading but calculating. It was not only Sally Rubai who knew the teaching about serpents and doves.
    On the short walk between the Rubai house and the Daniels’ house where Rebecca and Tom were waiting for them, Angela seemed drained of energy. She offered to carry Ewan, but the little man refused. Angela was not offended by the rejection.
    â€˜I could murder a mug of chai. Plenty of sugar, Angela. How many times has Bwana Alex come into the kitchen and said this?’
    â€˜Murder.’ Rafaella was surprised that Angela could use this word so casually. But this was the old, familiar Angela. She had followed the instructions of the message. The job was done. Time to move on.

Chapter Nine
    bel arrived home late. Even as the porters were transferring him from the trolley to his bed, his doctors were making a last attempt to get their patient to change his mind.
    â€˜Situations can change quickly at this stage of recovery. We may need —’
    â€˜That’s why you’re leaving me two of your top nurses, at great expense, I should add …’
    â€˜Abel, your life could be in danger. Money is not important.’
    â€˜Mmn, not important, Sally?’
    â€˜You know what I mean. I am so pleased to have you back with us.’
    Sally was not being entirely truthful. The reverberations from her confrontation with the housemaid of Londiani were still troubling her. Perhaps it would have been better if she could have had another twenty-four hours to absorb them, to deal with their implications. She had spent the hours since the departure of her unexpected visitors on her own. Uncomfortable thoughts had been swirling around her mind. That woman had been so sure of herself. So sure, and so unlike the shy maid she remembered from times when their paths had previously crossed, so driven. Why did she bring the child? She had caressed her own belly, felt the movement of her own boy. In three weeks her new Julius would be with her. This white toto would be back home by now, in a place where he had never