“I think that Forsyth would not mind much if the camels died, anyway. He wouldn’t suggest walking across the desert.”
“No; I suppose he wouldn’t. But what makes you say that?”
“Because I’ve got two good eyes and two good ears and a brain behind them.”
“You have, Aryenis: remarkably nice ears and particularly nice eyes.”
“That’s the first compliment I’ve had from you for over a week. What’s happening?”
“Nothing. Only I’ve not seen so much of them of late. I suppose they strike one the more in consequence.”
“Like your compliments.”
“Do you like compliments?”
“What woman doesn’t? Of course, I like compliments. That’s why I love going to see Paulos.”
“Does he give you lots of them?”