"That's one way to put it," the Archdeacon agreed, "particularly if you're given to understatement." However, Arthur Glover is working on him..." the ...ishop added."May I think about this?" Dulcie asked, quietly. "I hadn't really thought about the future. I never really thought of having a Curacy of my own." Certainly, Dulcie. You may want to talk to the Church Council yourself." That's one thing I was thinking of," she said.Perhaps a few words of explanation are in order. If you don't need. " And look at where it's got us! Tomorrow I either send soldiers to theirdeaths against an army that we cannot hope to defeat or we condemn thekingdom to be slaves to Margaret!" Forget about that for now," I said. "You need to sort your head outfirst. When you can think clearly, you'll think of the solution. Yourparents are dead. They are never coming back. You need to grieve."He looked at me with tears welling in his eyes. "I can't be seen to begrieving. It's a sign of weakness. I can't show. Shrugging my complicity to the camera, I waited for my instructions. >, Make yourself comfortable. I looked quizzically at the camera, still not understanding this part of the game. >, Sorry. Lean back in your chair, make yourself comfortable. You won’t need the keyboard, you can just signal to the camera. Okay? (I nodded) In fact you could move your chair back a little and put your feet up on the desk. Following his bidding, I adjusted myself in my chair so that I could rest my heels on. Tom got down around 8.30 and the guys left round 9.00. They didn’t expect to be ack until around 7 that night. Jill, Amy and myself then arranged to meet for lunch in the hotel at 12.30. I went back to my room and the ladies went to theirs. When I got back up I lay on the bed, the next thing I knew it was 12 noon so, I got up, washed my face and headed down to the restaurant. The ladies arrived just after I did. We had lunch and then a couple of drinks. Jill suggested we head up to her room.The.