For his part, Matt looked appalled. ‘Of course I didn’t go home!’ An unexpected smile broke on her face. Some first date, and yet here he was. H...d she finally found a man that would stand by her through thick and this? He was doing okay so far, although he did look a little worse for wear. ‘Well, next time I get arrested, I want you to go home and get a good night’s rest,’ she said, reaching up and brushing the backs of her fingers against his bristly face. He looked handsome with stubble. He. " Basket weave crusts?" With egg white glaze."He smiles. "Very good! We start right after supper, get crusts ready. Inmorning, we go to city market and get fresh fruit. Okay?"She looks over at me. "I'll go if Gretchen can go; I'm her guest thisweekend. It's only fair."Raul frowns. "I no think Mr. Hobbes like that." But if you ask him, and we take Henry and Lou with us, it should befine. It'd be like a school field trip, right?"Raul grins down at her, rubbing her head. "Okay, Raul ask, maybe he. I didn't know I was Miss Polly's only guest. Oh, Miss Sullivan was there, all right, but all she talked about was my demonstration last year and how much I'd added to the St. Joe Valley 4H Foods program. There were four boys in the program this year. I didn't know that.The demo went well, and while we were waiting for the food to finish cooking, Miss Polly interviewed me."Brian, I understand you had an exciting summer this year. Tell us about it." Miss Polly, I had a really amazing opportunity.. King Tarimayous died, as all mortals do: even the great Elven Kings. A total of fifty Arch-Deans came and went, none serving more than 20 years, (save the "'Arch-Deen'mon" Haguathis, who was finally defeated in the 25th year of his 'tenure' at the post,) around five years on average, and in one notable case only a single day. Though the leadership changed often, the school survived, and thrived. Every race was welcome, and the whole mountain atop which the Valley-of-Quorn rested had become part.