"You open it!" she said. "I'm sure it's something I don't want."
Nick made no movement to take it! "Sorry, dear. Two hands are better than one," he said.
Sambaji withdrew, still smiling.
Olga looked at the thing in the palm of her hand. She was trembling a little. "I don't want it, Nick," she said almost piteously.
Nick was heartless enough to laugh.
"Don't!" she pleaded, real distress in her tone. "Can't I send it back unopened?"
"Whom do you propose to send it to?" asked Nick, still chuckling.
She smiled faintly in spite of herself. "It's pretty certain where it comes from, isn't it?"
"Is it?" said Nick.
"Well, isn't it?" she persisted, still dubiously eyeing the unwelcome gift.