'You know how sorry I am for your loss. I lost a daughter too.'
'Sorry, bullshit, Harry! You were lucky. You've got a wife to keep you warm at night. And another daughter.'
'You can't blame me for that,' Harry says.
'I'm not blaming you, but we're coming at this current situation from different angles. The girl's old enough to have children. That's about all Sileys are good for - that and working the fields. If they wanted otherwise they shouldn't've come to this country in the first place.'
Stella cuts in then. 'They were children, Tusker. Children. They had no say in where their parents brought them.'
'More bullshit,' Tusker says. 'Besides, everyone knows they brought the virus.'