Who is we?
Well...
the members, actually.
All right.
Whiskey, please.
Two whiskeys, please.
Baroness?
Rose-lipped maidens,
light-foot lads.
Hear, hear.
Thank you. This is verydear to me.
It has helped me to find my way.
Thank you, Msabu.
I want to hear you say my name.
You are Karen, Msabu. The mail has come today, and a friend writesthis to me... "The Masai have reported "to the districtcommissioner at Ngong "that many times, "at sunrise and sunset, "they have seen lionson Finch Hatton's grave. "A lion and a lionesshave come there "and stood or lain "on the gravefor a long time. "After you went away,
