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At last we rounded the last curve between two giant fig trees, and I could see Margot and her

              husband waiting for us at their entrance gate. Helen was lifted out of the jeep and
              hugged; the luggage was unloaded, and Miss Thompson upended and dusted
              off.
              I  was  invited  for  lunch.  While  the  two  old  ladies  were  being  shown
              to their rooms to freshen up, Margot told me about how Helen was
              famous worldwide, and in every civilized country, the great and the

              renowned were eager to meet her.
              After some time, we find Helen and her companion arm in
              arm, casually walking, as if they just happened to be fond

              of each other, two ladies walked through the garden
              toward the terrace, where we were waiting for
              them.
              All the time we were talking, Helen sat and
              waited. Now and then, when our conversation
              went  on  too  long,  I  saw  her  thin  fingers  take  her
              companion’s hand inquiringly, never impatiently.

              Luncheon was served on the terrace. Before we began, Helen’s hands moved over the objects on the
              table, plate, glass, silverware, and memorising where they were. However, never once, during the
              meal did she grope about. She reached out casually and firmly like the rest of us.

              After lunch, we stayed on the shady terrace. Helen listened to the voices of nature around us. Her
              face, although an old lady’s face now, held the innocence of a schoolgirl. Whatever suffering must
              have tormented her and might still tormented her, for all I knew, her face showed no trace of it. It
              was an isolated face, a saintly face.

              “Do you believe in life after death?” I asked her with the help of Miss Thomson.

              “Most certainly,” she said emphatically. “It is no more than passing from one room into another.”
              We sat in silence.

              Suddenly, Helen spoke again. Slowly and very distinctly she said, “But there is a difference for me,
              you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.”



                      Word Meanings
                          1.  remarkable    :  extraordinary          2.  conked out  :  wrecked or broken down

                          3.  buxom         :  plump                  4.  loaded        :  full
                          5.  steep         :  sharp                  6.  stammered  :  stuttered
                          7.  fluttered     :  flickered              8.  grope about  :  to feel about
                          9.  tormented     :  suffered              10.  isolated      :  lonely; cutoff
                        11.  emphatically  :  forcefully



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