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– И… – She pauses, as if the previous demand wasn’t idiotic enough and I need to be finally stumped, – this time it’s for real.

– What? – I have to admit – even I didn’t expect her feeble mind to spew such nonsense.

– And you’ll have to take care of that scandalous woman. – A’Leta squeamishly points to the envelope with the pictures. – Father thinks the orphanage story has gotten too much press, and it’s hurting the whole campaign.

– Is that why you came to tell me about it? – Now it’s my turn to be ironic.

Unlike my relationship with A’Leta, my relationship with her father has always been businesslike and very clear. If he had something to tell me, he’d just make an appointment and we’d discuss any points of contention. He didn’t use the “tampered telephone,” he didn’t send his assistants to me, and he certainly never sent anything through his daughter.

– It may seem strange to you, Shad’Far, but my father and I always agree on some things. – My fiancée presses her lips together, apparently, like most women, naively believing it gives her face a touch of menacing significance. In fact, it’s pathetic. Particularly A’Lita, who after all her endless attempts to tighten, enlarge and correct the shape, her lips have turned into what very not for nothing is called a “dumpling”. – Sheremetyeva should be gone in the very near future. That would be good for everyone-you’d finally close the election pledge issue and get the votes, and I’d get deep moral satisfaction.