He heard Louis’ voice before he saw him. “Beautiful women?” he was saying. Then the door opened and the woman reappeared, holding the wooden lion between her arms. Oliver noticed that her hair was drawn across her face now. “Where are they? Have they come to see the -- Oliver!”
“Hello, Louis,” Oliver said, giving the lion a small wave.
Louis pointed a finger at him. “He’s no beautiful woman!” he said indignantly. Then he noticed Sophie and Julia and his whole attitude changed. He dropped his voice to a husky tone. “Why, hello there, ladies.
