And didn't it make you feel really good to help somebody like that?" You mean Celeste?" I asked wryly. "Or Bertie?"She laughed. "Maybe both," she said.... "My God, she's what, like fifty you think?" Thereabouts," I agreed."And they will have been married twenty-five or thirty years, and she's still that naïve? Jesus." Yeah. Well, I suppose you're right, we did them both a favor." Probably." She giggled suddenly. "I hope so, anyway. You know, there's a pretty dreadful story about something like. Thank you for showing me what this is supposed to be like. All this time I thought it would only be pain." Turning away she whispered, "It is a shame she will never know of this." "What do you mean?" Jake asked of her. "I know that this part of her has to die. It is an unfortunate thing; I think she could have learned from this. It is one of the main things that keeps her as bad as she is." The visage sadly told Jake. Jake sat back a moment as he thought about this. Looking at the visage he. She felt totally isolated, without a friend to her name. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She wondered what she could do. Suddenly she thought of the only familiar thing she knew of in this vast place, the only people she knew in this mass of souls. The ship! The men she knew aboard! They were her only point of reference in this strange urban sprawl. Where was the harbour? She puzzled, trying to retrace her steps. Finding her way back onto the main street she stopped a passer-by Please sir, which. Was curious now... who were they?Idly now she began to study them, both of them looked around 25, they were both fairly tall, the only difference being that one was rather stocky with his height and the other quite slim. The slim man had dark black hair and was really quite handsome, the stocky one had sandy colored hair and wasn't as good looking although he was attractive. Suddenly she became aware that they were walking towards her... oh God! what should she do? Should she get up quickly and.