"The boy," Talivane said, "will show you to your quarters.  Chifeo, take Rifkin to the room that adjoins my sister's".
"Yes, master," the boy whispered.
"See that all his needs are met."
"Yes, master."
"A bath might be a good start."
"Yes, master."
I said, "I don't suppose you have little toy ships or ducks that float in the tub?"
"No, Rifkin."
"Yet you assume all my needs can be met. Ah, well. Lead on, Chifeo."