"Well!" exploded Sandra. "Where have you been?"
The woman said something clear and articulate, which meant she was very sorry but which meant nothing to Drake. That made Drake boil merrily.
"Can't you speak Terran?" stormed Sandra.
The woman came into the room, followed by another.
"Who are you?" shouted Sandra. "Where's that other one—I can hardly tell you apart."
The first Telfan woman turned to her friend and said: "She's throwing another fit."
"She wants the Lady Thani. Thani is the only one who can speak much of her language."
"If I were Thani, I'd slip a thumb into each eye and pry."
"I wouldn't waste my time on that," returned the second woman. "I'd just make away with her and forget about it. I wouldn't care to have my sleep disturbed by blood, screams, and torture."
Sandra huffed up tall. "Will you two creatures stop gabbling at one another and get me Thani. Where is that creature?"