Being herself what stupid people call "an oddity," her sympathies were attracted by this quaint child.

In Teresa's opinion, seeing the animals was very inferior, as an amusement, to exploring Zo's mind.

She produced a cake of chocolate, from a travelling bag which she carried with her everywhere.

The cake was sweet, it was flavoured with vanilla, and it was offered to Zo, unembittered by advice not to be greedy and make herself ill.

Staring hard at Teresa, she took an experimental bite.