Though a relieved sigh escaped me, I knew I was far from safe. One simple kick would be enough to kill me. As I waited for the fatal blow to come, I d...cided to study the giraffe that stood oddly still before me. Though tall, he was quite small in giraffe terms. From hooves to ossicones (giraffe horns), he measured a little over a dozen feet. What is he doing? I wondered as I continued studying him. Fortunately, I soon discovered the answer when my eyes came across his hind legs. Or rather, what. "Then perhaps they need more beatings," Victoria contributed. "Or is your arm weak as well, Hannish?"Hannish scowled at the woman. He reached forward and grasped one of the girls by the wooden yoke that was locked around her neck. Twisting it, he span her around showing how her naked back was crossed with the wheals of the beating that he had given her less than an hour before. The deep scores left by his whip showed that he had lacked no enthusiasm for administering punishment to the girl.. For instance, I could easily tell you that his base is below a warehouse owned by Heishin on the west bank of the Arakawa river.Aoshi:... Done.Gein: Hm? Can you come closer? My old ears are going bad.(Aoshi slowly takes two steps forward.)Gein: I've caught you, Shinomori Aoshi!(He pulls, and a spiderweb of wire rises around Aoshi, dripping with liquid.)Gein: You can't take a step to attack. Your powers of mobility are cut off. (He holds up a burning fuse.) This is the coup de grace. When used. It was at that point that we got lucky. ‘Andy Andrews speaking,’ I said, answering the incoming call. ‘Mistuh Andrews, mah name is Bobby Lee Turpin. I heard y’all bin lookin’ foe a plant manajah. Ah’d lack to talk to y’all about it.’ It was the thickest southern accent I had ever heard. I wondered if this was some kind of joke. ‘You really need to talk to Ralph Rubens, Mister Turpin. He’s doing the interviewing for the position. Can I put you through to him?’ ‘That’d be fahn, suh. Thank yuh.’ I.