In preparation for all of this building, Jeff, in his position as blacksmith, fabricated a bronze crosscut saw for the fine cutting of the timber and ...a bronze circular saw blade for a portable sawmill powered by the power takeoff from the steam engine used on the tractor.They planned to use logs for the exterior walls, just as had been used in the original construction, but the floors and interior walls would be made from planks cut by the sawmill. In fact, in a fit of enthusiasm, they voted to. Most of the remaining guards are downstairs to make it look like we’ve left a strong guard to protect our two special guests. With all of the curtains pulled closed, like they’ve been all week, no one can see in or use sensors on the penthouse to tell if it’s empty.We’re a jovial group who get a lot of attention while we walk down the road. There’s twenty-nine of us plus over thirty security people.We reach the salon to find Akimi and Randy waiting, and dressed to match us, Lia had called them.. Tell them who you are and what age you are."Referring back to her recording, Marjory got the first number, for a Gemma Deacon, and tried it. A female voice answered. Marjory asked,"Is that Gemma Deacon?" No, but I can get her for you. This is a bedsit, dearie."In a few moments, another voice said, "Hi, Gemma here. Who's asking?" I'm Marjory Phelan, one of Derek's girls."There was a hiss of indrawn breath, then Gemma said slowly, "Then what Derek admitted to me is true, is it: he has another two. I thought, "This stuff must cost a fortune!It must be cast offs from Mr. Cransen." That would be the only answer.The matching robe was long and made of thick terry cloth. One look inthe mirror and I thought, "Do I look good or what?" I joined Mrs.Cransen in the kitchen.We had tea together. I noticed my tea was in a different pot then hers."Why am I drinking different tea then you are?" I asked. Mrs. Cransen replied, "My tea is an herbal tea. Yours is a sweeter,plainer kind." That made sense. It.