"Brendel, you may come back when I am gone. I shall not return." She smiled, remotely. "I'm tired of punching your food and going collecting and quarreling and being hit around."
"I never hit you hard!" he said indignantly.
Lukia stared at him. "Dobble!"
"Well, she made me do it. What'm I supposed to do?"
"Dobble, you're perfectly justified!" But Lukia's eyes remained on Brendel, bright and greedy.
Pollony glared. She would not stay and fight Lukia for Brendel.
She flung the door open. The two collectors snapped alert. "I want to be alone," she intoned.
Brendel eyed her balefully. But he had already noticed Lukia's interest. "Where we gonna go?"
"We can go to my live," Lukia said. "I think Dobble deserves her little whim."