’ Jennifer said. ‘Meat? What sort of meat?’ ‘It was small, no longer than four centimeters in length and less than two wide. It was very thin....I don’t know what it was but it was not any type of bird or fish. It was very flavorful my mistress.’ ‘Damned bitch. Bob, I say we pump her, the mistress said to the man who was studying the results of the machine. ‘I’ll have to agree with you there. Not knowing what the meat was I have no way of testing it. All the rest of this check out, including the. ’ He leaned forward like an old man hunched over a stamp collection, then he suddenly glanced up suspiciously. ‘You’re supposed to be working in the kitchen, what are you doing here?’ Poppy shrugged his shoulders and unshrugged them. ‘The cook said she was sick of listening to me talk rubbish all the time. She told me to fuck-off and go back to do the washing-up later.’ He wandered away but couldn’t keep still. He went to the door then returned and sat on his bed, then decided to take a bath.. Reaching slowly upward, he grabbed a handful of that bothersome hairlaying now on his shoulders. Tugging on it gently, he discovered,just as he had expected, that it was firmly attached. But not onlydid he now have _long_ hair stretching down to the middle of his back,it was also, quite inexplicably, the same _blond_ color as Mandi's.After letting his new golden tresses slip through his fingers, Brandonstared at his hand for several minutes, totally stunned by its alteredappearance. It too was. ”“I already made plans to do that, Eli. They’re like me, they can’t even count high enough to count all this money,” Don said.“Just be on the lookout for some more good cattle, we’ll need some more Longhorn cows we can breed to our Shorthorn bulls. They made some good crosses.”“I’ll put the word out, Eli. I reckon all of you will be headin’ back soon?”“Yup, we need to get on back. We’ll be back this fall to start gathering up pecans though, so we’ll see you then.”“Howard, it’s been good doing.