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Mother Moon, I’m as stormy as the day of my first eclipse!

I take another step back and sit down in a chair to hide my thoughts.

I put my foot on my leg.

Strangely enough, it’s at this moment that R’ran’s words come to my mind. About the hammer and nails.

– I dare say, Madam Sheremeteff,’ I cleared my throat slightly to get rid of the inappropriate intimacy in my voice, ‘I came not with a broom, but with flowers, which I thought worthy of your undeniable beauty. I am truly sorry if I was imprudent in choosing this late hour, but do me the kindness of entering into my situation! After the report on your fair and the loud slogans about the lawlessness of the moonbats, among which your humble servant’s name was mentioned… – I take a respectful bow. – I could not sit and wait for a mob of angry and bloodthirsty revolutionaries to rush to my house.

To my great pleasure, I manage to make her hesitate to answer. Even if only for a few moments.

– Do you expect to sit in a safe place, Mr. Twigson? – She hangs her cap on the edge of the back of a vacant chair and grasps it with both hands, leaning forward exactly enough that I’m willing to bet she has gorgeous, lush breasts! No shapeless rags can hide that treasure! – Stop staring at me like that, or when I call the police in five minutes, I’ll have a sexual harassment charge on my record.