"And Charo can hallal him," she added.
"They don't eat men."
"The Wakamba used to. In what you and Pop always refer to as the good old days."
"You're some sort of a part Wakamba. Would you eat a man?"
"No," I said. "Positively no."
"I'm glad of that," Miss Mary said. "Those are words to live by. Do you know I've never killed a man in my life? Do you remember when I wanted to share everything with you and I felt so terribly because I had never killed a kraut and how worried everyone became?"
"I remember very well."
"Should I make the speech about when I kill the woman who steals your affections?"
"If you'll make me a Campari and soda too."
"I will and I'll make you the speech."