Christ, she never complained, never said anything. What a wife! Art shook his head in self-deprecation. And what a lousy husband he'd been lately!Self...recriminatingly, he remembered how when they'd moved into their rented house he'd promised to till the postage-stamp sized garden. Kathy loved roses and had always wanted a rose garden. That was it! He'd hire somebody to go out there and plant her a garden. Hot damn, Voltaire's Penteguel couldn't have done any better!He grabbed at the telephone. We had a life that we loved; now it is shattered because of you. Whatever gave you the right to kidnap us and do what you did to us? Shit, I shouldn't even wait to let their Captain do it! I will kill you bastards myself right now."Reaching into her wrap, she pulled out the pistol Jenny gave her, and started to aim it at the creature's head. Jenny's hand came down on the pistol and twisted the weapon out of Elizabeth's hand."No, let my brother handle these scumbags."Jen guided the three women. She backed up against a wall, and knelt down, waiting, her eyes never leaving his face. There was no hint to how he felt about the food, but she figured if he didn't like it he would say so, or display his disgust in some way. When he was done he held the plate out to her, with out even glancing in her direction. Danyel leaped up and took the plate to him. As she turned toward the door to clean up he spoke."Eat something, and make sure your friend is fed." He said, almost as if he didn't really. Go now and send Jenkins to me.’ From henceforth I was to be available to her or to Jenkins as required. In addition to these personal services for them, I was to be introduced to her ‘friends’ for their pleasure too. Jenkins sent for me that afternoon. I went again to her private quarters. She led me into a room I had not been aware of hitherto. It was a large room and along one wall were rack upon rack of fine dresses of the sort our Mistress wore. I soon realised this was the house ladies’.