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‘No,’ she corrected ‘You are telling a different tale—deep in the heart of London, by the light of a hundred chandeliers, they danced that night away’

He brushed the sand away completely and re-clasped his hands around his knees

‘Three chandeliers, but enormous I think each one held a hundred candles At least it looked that way I kept worrying the hot ould drop on the dance floor and ould skid and waltz into a wall’

She laughed, but soht her attention

‘We?’

He turned his head and then she heard it as well

‘Daoud’s horn Come before the flies win the battle for luncheon’

‘I thought clih, Sam I should have known you would outdo yourself Couldn’t you at least wait until they cleared the sand off the rest of the temple before you set claim to it?’

‘Why do you even bother beco annoyed with me? You know it makes not one iota of a difference,’ Sae from her perch on the lintel of the temple

‘Only too well One day you will fall and crack that thick head of yours’

‘I shall do my best to land on top of you; you are so stuffed with po’

His grin flashed lighter in the shadow

‘How did you get up there?’

She indicated the enormous twin sphinxes that flanked the sides of the temple They were still h accessible to climb from them to the temple roof

‘I clie visibly winced