I also noted Hemlow's Fanny Burney rather than Gillespie's Frances. I reluctantly set Hemlow aside and returned to the novel. This time I opened it to...Volume I, Letter I. But I got no further, for it began: "Can any thing, my good Sir, be more painful to a friendly mind, than the neceffity of communicating difagreeable intelligence?" Disagreeable intelligence?" I read the words aloud. What a perfect description of the post-doctoral publications of Gillespie! In fact, his writings and everything. ?I?m sorry but I must now cause you some discomfort,? said the mist as five or six small pairs of pliers became airborne. ?Body hair, and pubic hair in particular, is not something I like. I?m sure your husband appreciates your nicely trimmed and shaped bush but not here. Once you become pregnant, and that will be in just a very short while, my hormones will ensure that you remain hairless but for the moment we must pluck out the offending hairs.?Jane?s body was arched by her unseen captors. The soft woman’s voice spoke again “my name is Corporal Jenkins of the Whitesville police...we have um…your brother here sir he said he is a cadet at the academy?” he moved to sit on the edge of his bed “my brother?” “Yes sir your brother max?”He thought for a moment “oh yeah…my brother, I’ll be right down”. With that conversation done he moved to get up and get dressed. A cute young woman sat at the desk, she must have been the one the phone “can I help you sir?” He opened his jacket and. "Do something about what?" About your life, Billy," Mr. Johnston informed me. "Ever since thatday we talked after I got back from vacation, I've been worried abouthow you're handling this. When your roommate got in touch with me a fewweeks ago with similar concerns, I knew?" Ollie talked to you?!" I blurted."Yes, he did. He?" my boss admitted."And what?! You two schemed together to get me into a dress andheels?!" I demanded.Glancing about uneasily, Mr. Johnston gestured with his hands. .