Marguerite sat to the table with others and began without any command:
"I remember the day when I saw her for the first time…"
"Wait a minute. Do you speak about…"
"My supposed sister. You heard him talking about her, didn't you? Do you know that feeling when you see anything what surprises you? Of course you do. So I froze to the pavement. It was like if Earth stopped its rotation."
"Was she so beautiful or what?" asked eager Malone.
"No… or maybe she was but I didn't mean it like that, Malone," she turned her head back to the indefinite point out in the jungle and explained:
"For a moment I thought I'm looking at the past-mirror. And I saw a face from MY past. Do you understand?" Marguerite left that point which probably helped her to keep the concentration up and fixed her eyes at Roxton. He took the question as it was aimed to him so he nodded.
Marguerite stood up and walked across the main room. Her feelings were mixed and besides she's always had problems with showing her inward side.
Veronica felt that strange tension so she broke it up:
"And did you talk with her?"
Marguerite made a funny grin; the same as if she recalled something what makes happy only her. The others watched her and like a one man they thought: 'It is fine she's smiling.'
Then Marguerite answered:
"Not straightaway. I doubted. It was easily possible that we are siblings however I've heard about some body-doubles before. They say everyone in the world has her or his own double. Absolutely identical. Although I was convinced she IS my sister…"
"And you was afraid to address her," uttered Finn with triumphal face. She was sure she hit on it. But…
"No, not exactly," Marguerite pulled her down and continued,
"I wasn't afraid I only didn't want to scare her. We were strangers to one another and above it… What should I tell her? 'Hi, it's fairly possible I'm your sister'? Or what? I had no ideas about it."
"So what did you do? I suppose you couldn't let it go," said convinced Roxton.
"What did I do?", repeated Marguerite in order to get a little extra time,
"It sounds crazy but I spied on her."
Then as soon as she realized the amazement in their faces she added:
"I had to. There were no other choices. I needed to learn if my hypothesis was right or not."
"And?" Finn incited her in completing the story.
Marguerite took a deep breath, sat down again, found her indefinite point to watch and arranged all the memories.
"I saw her everyday. I followed her steps and learned plenty of things about her. I guess she had better childhood than I did. She looked happily and satisfied. Maybe I envied her… But once…" Marguerite made it a bit shorter than it really happened. She didn't want to be too open,
"…once I stopped her on the street and said 'Hello'. I didn't have to explain anything; we talked like age-long-friends. I think I can say that I became her friend and she mine. I said her nothing about my hypothesis and later when I planned to do it she disappeared. I haven't seen her anymore…"