M.A., as if they had graduated with my class, not fifteen years ago."Does the bell still gong at midnight?" the judge directed his question to me. I d...dn't know what he was talking about."The bell tower's gone, Harold," Mr. Oldham spoke up. "Sam and I drove over to the school the summer before last to look around. They used the old bricks to build a walk around a flowerbed." That's a shame," the judge said. "I always knew it was time to put the books away when I heard the gong."It dawned on me. "Nearest port." Want some grog and a woman," the corporal said as he and his men stacked their muskets near the front door and shed their wet coats. "Be quick about it." Plenty of rum," Charlie said, "but I ain't got no whore. Sorry." She'll do," the stubble-faced soldier said, pointing at Minerva. "We ain' gonna hurt 'er, jus' 'ump 'er." You best leave my customers alone," Charlie said, standing his ground.The corporal backhanded him and the two men behind him grabbed the tavern owner and held. Did you know that he held the rank of Klensign in the Klan forces? That’s roughly the same rank as you. Equivalent to a butterbar like yourself. Second lieutenant or what the Russians would call junior lieutenant.“All ranks in the Klan chain of command began with the capitalized ‘K’ followed by the lower case ‘l,’ it seems. Except for Imperial Dragon and Imperial Wizard. Klivate instead of private. Klorporal instead of corporal. Klergeant instead of sergeant. Then Klensign, Klieutenant, then. " Why? It seems like a very nice ring." Oh yes, the ring is quite nice! It's worth more than my car. It's my wedding ring, a gift from my dear husband, the jerk who is now out of my life for good. The divorce was final the other day." Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Oh Michael, hush! It's fantastic! I was so tired of living with that idiot. I've hated him for years. I hung around for the sake of my k**s and the fact that he made good money, but enough is enough. I'm living for me now! In fact, I.