When the door to the red room closes.The dark twin stands at my side collecting my dress as I pull it off over myhead. He carefully folds it over the ...ack of one of the spare chairs. The paletwin has begun heating water in a hot pot, Mistress Ruth will see that I havemy tea, one way or another. I must remove my garter belt lest it become tangled during our presentation.I toss it onto the chair next to my dress. The dark twin kneels and slidesan elastic garter up my left leg to hold my stocking. He had noticed that a few rays, not of daylight, but from a lamp, penetrated through the ill-joined planks of the door; he approached just as the brigand was refreshing himself with a mouthful of brandy, which, owing to the leathern bottle containing it, sent forth an odor which was extremely unpleasant to Danglars. "Faugh!" he exclaimed, retreating to the farther corner of his cell.At twelve this man was replaced by another functionary, and Danglars, wishing to catch sight of his new guardian,. He’d had enough fuckingfor one day-and he didn’t want to fight, either.He undressed in the dark living room and crept silently to the bedroom which he andEdna shared. It was his hope, however, that their bad scene that afternoon hadcaused her to move to the guest room-or, better yet, had prompted her to walk out.But he had no such luck.He saw the outline of her form in his bed as he approached it. He stood for a fewmoments, looking down at her, the moonlight touching her soft cheek and. What made me change, why and how, were the questions I craved answers for. I had to find out. I needed to talk to someone. That someone was Madame Mimmy. She made this potion; she should know its effects. I opened my mouth to call Ally, but I didn't have a voice again. That was some really odd effect of the potion. I wanted to know about it too. I knew I had to track down Madame Mimmy's shop somehow, even though it appeared to be gone.I put on some inconspicuous clothes. Nothing really fancy,.