Pinky sat, frozen. ‘Do it, Eugene, I can’t trust you if you don’t do it.’ Pinky closed his eyes. ‘How insane!’ Sheriff White winced. I dr...w a puff from my pipe and said, ‘I don’t know, Oscar, he seemed lucid enough when I spoke to him.’ ‘But he cut his arm off!’ The sheriff winced again and laughed nervously. ‘In six pieces, to be exact,’ I corrected him. ‘And he told you an angel made him to do it?’ The sheriff added. ‘That’s what he said,’ I confirmed. Judge Rollo Sanders spoke up, ‘But do. We travelled in Jan shatabdi from Dehli to Haridwar and reached home. Then she want to go to Ganga and that’s where I touched her hand while holding her when she dip her feets in ganga. Surprising, I was holding her hand way back to home. So the thing is that we both know what we wanted but no one was saying openly.The openness started when we are in shatabdi towards delhi, she started flirting me and asked me to count moles on her body as she has many moles. So I started counting which are. Is it really yours?’ ‘Not exactly, the bank holds the paper. I’m paying down a mortgage, but someday I hope it’s mine.’ She looked around the living room and the dining room. ‘You did all this yourself?’ ‘All by myself.’ ‘You have excellent taste. I’m surprised.’ He squeezed her hand again. ‘Why would you be surprised? I love you don’t I?’ ‘Don’t go there.’ He did it again. I don’t have anything for you to wear. But I could get you a clean shirt, and maybe a pair of boxers.’ ‘You wear boxer. A very inviting relish was brought on, for by now all the couches were occupied save only that of Trimalchio, for whom, after a new custom, the chief place was reserved.On the tray stood a donkey made of Corinthian bronze, bearing panniers containing olives, white in one and black in the other. Two platters flanked the figure, on the margins of which were engraved Trimalchio’s name and the weight of the silver in each. Dormice sprinkled with poppy-seed and honey were served on little bridges.