"How is this better?" The Library asked sounding puzzled.Chris shook his head, "No, no, not the ghost but the man instead." He said picturing a stylis...d man, tall but lanky, long arms and legs but a thin body, the nose was hooked with a wart and he was wearing a long coat with a tri-corn hat behind which a pig-tail trailed down the man's back.The headless horseman changed for to that of Chris' picture. "How is this supposed to be better?" It makes you seem smaller than you actually are, when. "You would be the virgin, Bob, from Oklahoma, yes? You look like a veal kind of man."I grinned."Good food and a mentalist show," I said. "Will there be magic tricks after dinner?"She smiled. "Of a sort. We will magically lighten your wallet." His wallet," I said, pointing at Phil."Mister Anderson's wallet," she said, her smile never faltering."He never told you our last name," said Caitlin, looking up from her plate."Mister Anderson dined with us two months ago, in the company of Mister Roger. "I'm not claiming to be an expert, but I'm pretty sure that 'Ritual of Bonding' means a marriage. And I seem to remember a reference to a ritual that symbolized the joining of two clans by an exchange of young adults in marriage."Priya stiffened slightly, and her grip on my hand tightened."My parents promised me they'd never try to arrange a marriage for me, that I'd be free to marry for love, as they did," she said sadly. "But it looks like diplomatic ambition has cost me again." Her eyes were. . sure there were inside walls and other things to do, but it was a better use of the tree than the way houses used to be built.The old way used square timbers to make the corners of the house, beams were laid on top of the corners and long one inch thick boards were nailed vertically on to the the beams. Then the siding was nailed on, a roof system put in place and then they preceded as above. Most of the time lath and plaster weren't used. The house was held up by the beams, the vertical.