Then she got out his name.
"Larry!" she whispered.

"You here ?" "Yes." Astounded as she was, she had caught instantly the total lack of amazement on Larry's part.
"You're--you're not surprised to see me ?" "No," he said evenly.

"I knew you were here.

And before that I knew you were coming." That was almost too much for Maggie.

Hunt had known and Larry had known; both were people belonging to her old life, both the last people she expected to meet in such circumstances.