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"I's," he finally said "Mrs Endfield will be waitin' in the car Follow e carousel," he ordered

"All right," I said, but he didn't wait forI would keep up with his quick pace He walked with his head straight, eyes forward, never turning to see if I was following behind him

I could barely keepin foreign languages I saw Arabs in their national dress, people from Africa with their heads wrapped in colorful turbans, people from India, and hundreds of Orientals as well as business briefcases

Not infrom where I caht up in the babbling brook of destiny, swept along by forces I couldn't begin to understand Mae too at the sounds and sights here

When we arrived at the luggage carousel, Boggs put my carry-on down and finally turned to me

"Point out yer pieces," he commanded

"Pardon me?"

"Yer lugga

ge How many pieces?"

"Oh, three," I said "There's one!" I cried pointing He grabbed at it and picked it up with such ease, I thought soht have emptied it and stolen my clothes

After we retrieved the others, he gathered the at my carryon

"You take that," he ordered

Again, I practically had to jog to keep up with hi, but well-kept Rolls-Royce Before he opened the trunk, he opened the rear door and I peered in

There wasin the far corner She had a much thinner face than Grandmother Hudson, but I saw the similarity in her eyes and nose Her dark brown hair was styled with a sweep over the left side of her forehead Every strand looked pasted in place forever She wore a gray tweed suit and pretty gold earrings spotted with tiny rubies I saw she wore a great deal e on her cheeks

"Welcos is putting your luggage in the boot, tellherself"