'Oh dear!' Marta said.'I'm an old woman, you know. seventy-two last month. I forget things very easily. In Australia, did you say?'
Felix asked question after question, but Marta told him nothing. Sometimes the young man in her house was her sister's son. Sometimes he was the young doctor from the next village, but he was never Alex Dinon, the President's murderer. Adam got very angry and whispered to Felix:
'Can I ask the questions?'