THE EYE OF ZEITOON
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I got up and retraced a quarter of a mile, to wait for Fred where I could not accuse myself of "listening in."
"Fred," I said, when he overtook me at last and we strode along side by side, "you were right. America's way with a woman is beyond belief!"
I told him what I had heard, and he thought a while.
"How about Maga Jhaere's way, when she and Will and the Vanderman meet?" he said at last, smiling grimly.
