Lady Brandling spoke then, “Well, I hope it all works out as you’ve said. I’m going back to the house, dear. You won’t be long, will you?”�...�Soon, my dear, once we’ve decided on a name for the animal.”“Oh, yes, a name,” Becky said enthusiastically. “Something that suits. Red something.”Alf gave a wide grin, “Red Whiskey.”“Red Racer,” Jack put in weakly.Sir Oswald’s countenance had become much more serious, and what came next showed the reason for that, “I have thought deeply about this,” he. .. MOM! Why d'you hate me so much?... Why?... Tell me why?... WHY?????Linda turned around as the detective in charge came into the room. He was followed by a second detective, taller and in better shape than his colleague."Hello, Ms McDougall," the first detective greeted, stretching out his bulky arm and shaking Linda's hand. "Still remember me? Detective Larrousse... and this is Detective Lamm from Liberty County. Please, sit down. This won't take long. Sorry for this mess but you know how. Outside at the back at right angles to the house was a long open fronted low, wooden building ideal for lambing, shearing or nursing sick a****ls and facing the back door a tiny garage cum barn with a supply of straw for bedding, forming an inverted ‘L’ shaped yard, its back to the prevailing wind. Fencing for pens, straw logs and coal were all supplied from the estate, and a small supermarket in the distant town his meagre fortnightly supplies. So, he found for him it was perfect. I won`t. . ?"I interrupted, "Mirinka, only my pride is wounded."The street urchin ran in and warned, "Many men with guns are coming."That applied flaming matter to my sister's derriere! She quickly released my bonds, handed me her extra (but inferior) weapon then commanded the street urchin, "Safia, locomotivate adjacent to our position and conceal your corporeal self."Then the proverbial excrement encountered the multiple-bladed air circulator!Flashback – Masha – In MoscowSomething smelled foully in.