99% conclusive!” Leila protested.“Which is not 100%. I didn’t see the full test results, but Gwen said that there were no markers that the baby ...has that match me that Carla doesn’t also have. Somebody provided that other DNA, and it wasn’t me. Well, supposedly there are some real anomalous cases, but it would be a stretch for her to get child support. The science is pretty conclusive, though not perfect.”“Wait, so if she had put your name on the birth certificate, that would override the test?”. “How do you know who I am?”“I communicate with your ... internal assistants. Again, how many did you bring with you?”“Uh, there are thirteen of us.”“Excellent, almost a full house. This is delightful news. We’ve been waiting years for this. It’s been, what, over a century?”“Uh, we’re in a bit of a rush. We’re being hunted.”“Ahh. I’m prepared to assist. Gather everyone here. As soon as they’re ready we can depart. Normally I’d advise leaving your climbing gear, but since everyone is present,. If the others hadn't been there she would have got dressed by the warmth of the fire – damn them! And, as that thought was playing through my mind, a blood curdling scream rung out around the camp and she barrelled out of the tent wrapped only in a towel screaming “There's a bug in my hair, a bug, in my hair.” At that, everyone looked up to see what the commotion was all about and saw her stamping her feet quickly as though she was running on the spot trying to brush the bug out of hair.“Get it. "You never know. Something like that might be arranged." "Time's up," Tina called as she opened the bedroom door. "What have you two been up to, huh?" Marge licked her lips. "We'll never tell, will we, Jeff?" I nodded toward Tina. "Our little secret," I confirmed. "No rule said we had to make any confessions." ** There were more than a few suggestive comments when we returned to the den. Things like, "Boy, that was quick!" and "Wish I was a fly on the bedroom wall," and other teases. I noticed.