belong to the same world, and all these others are the aliens.’ And then: ‘Damn it all! this is our private fight – why should they have to join in?’ But that was absurd. ‘What do you want me to do, Peter?’ ‘Chuck the ball back to me if it runs out of the circle. Not obviously. Just exercise your devastating talent for keeping to the point and speaking the truth.’ ‘That sounds easy.’ ‘It is – for you. That’s what I love you for. Didn’t you know? Well, we can’t stop to argue about it now; they’ll think we’re conspiring about something.’
