Youcan see it totally tighten up. Sie is suddenly just holding hirself uponly by hir arms, and is a real risk to fall. I dash to the rope andclimb u... it. I climb right up to hir and tell hir put her arms around mychest, I drop to the floor with hir hanging on to me. Sie can't put anyweight on hir leg so I lower hir to the matt. Hir calf is stillspasming. I look at hir and say, this is going to hurt like crazy, butjust for a minute. I press right on the muscle, and work it. TheSackler. Have a great evening, Bart, and good luck.You deserve it.'The letter had been signed by every single employee at the WeatherInstitute, with the exception of Millie and himself, naturally.Admittedly, that amounted to just four signatures (the Weather Institutewas very short-staffed these days), but even so, this made Bart feelboth immensely grateful and slightly embarrassed. "When they said thatmy feelings for her were blatantly obvious to everyone, I guess theyreally meant everyone," he sighed. ”“No, I suppose not. How’s it going for you with Inward Investment?”“I’m enjoying it. It’s my first ministerial position – I’ve been glad of the opportunity and I think we’ve been able to deliver some positives. You know the New Order political stance didn’t make it easy for us to make friends abroad for a while, but money follows opportunity. Being able to deliver a large low-wage labour force has certainly helped us to attract plenty of employment.”“In Cabinet yesterday, Claire said she. "Things keep going missing. Lot of fuss today at the hotel — they were looking for that Baskin woman and someone else was trying to track down that reporter. Now the file. Very odd."Anch listened with even greater concern. These other women had been investigating him. Had he been responsible for their disappearance too? Was Henry boasting about his actions as a warning to her? Was this his way of warning her off? Anch sat quietly, anxious not to say anything that would make Henry think that she.