Rabbi Rothstein, Mordecai’s father, had been so delighted to have the diamond returned to its rightful owners he had presented me with an amulet, wh...ch had been the key to a fruitful relationship with the Jewish communities of Naples and Valenciennes.The first time I visited, in September 1826, I passed on greetings from Shadrack of Naples, who had been apprenticed to the Rothsteins as a diamond cutter.“Shadrack was a competent enough diamond cutter but a far better businessman. I am not. " Marty," he was a short, stocky man with balding gray hair and a short beard. He wore soiled jeans, scuffed cowboy boots and a worn western shirt. "We talked on the phone. How did you get past the dogs?" Just talked to them," I said. "I wanted to find you. I think they understood me."One of the horses nudged me from behind—a large black one."That's Liberty," Marty said. "You have work for my union?" Oh, yes!" I said. "I know that you're busy already, but I need twenty mechanics—if you can. ” I lightly pinched a nipple through her sweater and she slapped my hand a little but then left her hand over mine, nearly helping me caress her own breast. She watched for a moment.“I guess that's why I made you promise no sex though...because it has to be different for me. Things that can't be or be allowed.”She looked up.“Is that selfish?”“You have to be selfish.” I answered.“What do you mean?”“There are more...delicate circumstances on your end.”She thought this over. “I like the way you. Her dark hair was tied up out of the way with a white ribbon. She had come to work as housekeeper a few months before and performed her work well. She rented a flat in the town and only came in to clean and prepare meals.At last everything was tidied away in the kitchen to her satisfaction and she looked around as she folded up the tea towel and placed it on the rack. She took off her apron and hung it at the back of the kitchen door."Ah, well, Father, that's me finished for now. I'll be off.