"What was that about?" Hannah said - she'd walked in and only heard the 'opposite ends' bit."Believe me honey; you do not want to know!" George replie...d.Hannah got it anyway. "Were we that loud?" she whispered."Uh huh," George confirmed in a low voice. "Well, Colin says one of us was..."That elicited a massive blush from Hannah. "Sorry Colin!" she said loudly."Huh?" Colin said, looking up."About the noise, I mean," Hannah said blushing even more."No worries," Colin said in perfect Australian. Officer Mayur asked me to follow him to the security room while I begged him to leave me as my train would arrive anytime! But he didn’t listen to any of my requests.We reached the security room. It was quite isolated from the main station offices, like ticket counters. It qualified the stereotype of Indian government properties.There was one neon bulb that was hardly lighting up the whole room. The wall paintings seemed to be painted during the celebrations of India’s independence back in. Allow me to lay them out for you. First order of operation would be the infatuation process. During the infatuation process Chayne finds herself completely sprung on some young stud. Let me put strong emphasis on the word young! The second scene in this tragic play called life is resentment. Chayne overextends herself for these young puppies and then becomes frustrated when they do not reciprocate the same level of care she has rendered. The third and final step is destruction. Things sour. Right. Here she comes!"Catherine strained to see over her shoulder. The ship was much closer, now, wheeling round in a tight semicircle, obviously stopping to pick them up. With a sinking feeling in her stomach, she read the name in bold gilded letters across the windowed stern. Salamandre. A Frenchman? After all this time, were they being 'rescued' by the enemy? Catherine couldn't share Mary-Ann's equanimity as to their fate.The maid was shaking her shoulder.Good luck to you, young Caspar!".