I saw this glimmer in her eyes. I was happy for her but somewhat sad for myself. I just faked a smile and said, “Wow Riya, that’s great then. Don�...�t forget to introduce me to him.”Riya: Obviously, now we are good friends and he knows about you.She used to look happy as the day of his arrival was coming closer. One day when I was in the lab to bring some notebooks, I saw her sitting there. She was staring outside window blankly, thinking about something. I got near her and saw the sadness in her. For more than two hours MacPherson simply sat there beside the bed, holding Meiersdottir's limp and chilly hand and talking softly to her. He told her first of their successful establishment of the wormhole and passage through it, and then went on to other things, whatever occurred to him. Long ago, at the bedside of a dying friend, he'd been told by one physician that hearing was generally conceded to be the last of the senses to fail, and if all he could offer her was this one feeble link to. On returned to my ear, I could hear him calling me on the phone. Sorry, I wasnt listening. Did you fell or something? I heard you whine! I could feel my cheeks burning. I was blushing furiously. No, I was masturbating, you moron, I wanted to admit, perhaps laughing. No, I… I was lamenting my faulty line., I lied, visibly breathless… again. Wed better talk later, I concluded quickly, and hung up the phone. Gee, I was hysterical! I couldnt stop laughing and thinking about the crazy thing I just. I don't know who's in charge." It looks like we are. My friend here is wounded an' there's a wounded man in the engine. Ya he'p Ezra to the baggage car where he kin lie down and I'll go check on the engine."Sean climbed back to the engine cab to find the dead bandit pulled back among the coal and the wounded man lying out flat on the floor. The other man was sitting down, but stood up when Sean showed up. "I want to thank ya, sir. Yer quick action saved our lives. I'm the engineer an' that.