The sudden look of shock on Jan’s face showed me that he had understood the implication.
Legard stared at the fire for a long time and then he gave a little shrug. ‘Eh bien,’ he said. ‘Perhaps, if you stay here long enough, you will cure me of the amibe, eh?’ He looked at Jan, his tough, leathery face unsmiling — but the corners of his eyes were crinkled up. Then he walked to the door and shouted for Mohammed to bring him some water.