“I tried to find her afterwards to thank her and to return this. Hatch, she was called. But there was no hint of her on any of the streets, and no one would say a word. So I kept it. A talisman against such stupidity and recklessness. I’ve never been as close to death since, even when I was in prison in Portugal. It’s habit to wear it now. And there is an uneasy feeling about me whenever it’s gone.”
