Jandira is the cook. But as strong as a horse. So strong that she is clairvoyant. One of my sisters was paying me a visit. Jandira came into the room, looked at her seriously and unexpectedly announced: ‘This trip Madam is hoping to make will happen, Madam is going through a very happy period in her life right now.’ And with these words she bustled out of the room. My sister looked at me in astonishment. Somewhat embarrassed, I made a weak gesture with my hands as if to say there was nothing I could do, while at the same time explaining: ‘It so happens she is clairvoyant.’ My sister calmly replied: ‘I see. Well, never mind, every woman gets the servants she deserves.’