"And don't get your hopes up, little man," snapped Miss Behavin'. "With several centuries of real and imaginary men to choose from, I think we can do ... hell of a lot better than YOU." Ladies, please. Such cynicism! I just want to help you have an interesting literary excursion," I replied with as much dignity as I could. "We'll be stopping in chronological order. I thought a nice beginning would be Chaucer. Nothing much written before him is recognizable as English. Who'd like to visit him?". "I don't know what time I'll be back so will you be alright on your own. Have you got anything planned for tonight?" Maggie asked as they finished their coffee."By the time I've finished with Mrs Asher there won't be much point in going back to the workshop," Sarah shrugged.Maggie grinned. "Oh my yes! She does like to have a natter; doesn't she?" she laughed."She's harmless enough, and it's all good customer relations. At the moment Mrs Asher wouldn't dream of calling anyone else for her IT. The two dark figures that shadowed him were almost invisible, they perched on the back of your mind like ghosts in a mist. They looked to me like a pair of heavily-armed “Yards” from the back country. They were the head hunting kind of indigenous tribesmen.About a half dozen assorted nasty characters stayed with the vehicles on the street. It was almost certain enemy eyes were watching. You could take it to the bank that enemy eyes watched every move by every round eye in country.Tran got the. "Is everything alright Nikki?"Kathrine said sweetly pretending she didn't realize which name she wasusing."Umm I think I should probably get started", said Nick as he made a moveto get up.But Kathrine just placed her left hand on Nick's shoulder, firmly pushinghim back down to the couch. "My, my Nikki, are you going to ignore myhospitality? I think I might be offended" she said with mock indignation."Oh I'm sorry Miss Gilbert I I I mean Kathrine I didn't mean to offendyou,"Stuttered Nick."Well.