* * *After lunch, Gloria went to find Myrna in her bedroom."I want you to get dressed up a little for Mister Gantner," said Gloria. "You o...ghta look nice for him." I can put my blue dress on, is that okay?" asked Myrna."Um, I was thinkin' of the white one with the flower pattern." I haven't worn that one for a year. I don't know if it'll still fit me." It looks nice on you, so wear it. All right?"Gloria left the room and Myrna went to her closet. The dress her mother was talking. Whatever powers she had, she could not stand against an army. He drew his sword, and gestured towards the lone figure.“Charge!” he bellowed, and his soldiers roared in response as they began to run. This was not an ordered, careful advance. This was a mad rush towards justice and vengeance, and Boulet could see the anger and righteous indignation etched on the faces of his men.Boulet charged with his men, leading from the front. He was halfway to the witch when a thunderous roar echoed from. “At least a third of their number will not be alive this time next year. The Indian climate is deadly for Europeans, especially females.”“Surely not?” I was shocked by his comment.“Boredom, alcohol, disease, and sometimes all three, carries them off. White females do no form of work in India. They have servants to cook, clean, wash, iron, dress and undress them, and even wipe their backside if required. Their husbands are at work all day and spend most evenings at their clubs. These women are. For a bunch of ivory skinned seldom out of doors folks ... they could sure turn red. Cassie and the other journeyman Caretakers were the only mystified ones in the bunch."Seven!" Jack said. "There's your villains. You want to know who destroyed the Earth? You're looking at 'em." Jack? What do you mean?" The Seven in One asked."You've been exploring our past and the best you can find is a bunch of Mid-eastern religious fanatics who design a biological agent that backfires on 'em, right?" Yes,.