"Miss Conroy, I assume."She nodded and almost flexed her knee. "Yes, Anne Conroy, sir." She cocked an eyebrow and waited, looking at his broken boots ...and worn clothes, his lined face and shaggy hair."Abner Firestson, Miss, first mate of your father's fine barky, the April May, which as I guess y'know, sank off the Capes some, what is it now, eight or ten weeks ago. Lor, guess it's more than that. It's taken me that long to get here, ma'am. This is for you, f'your father actually but I have. Acually this is common afternoon outfit of southindian ladies. She was slim but this time was looking very sexy. She asked me to come in and before I say something she said please be seated, I will bring the rent. She went in. I sat on thier bed as this was a small room with bed in main room. She came back with money in one hand and a glass of water in other. May be in some kind of nervousness or hurry, while giving me the money she did poured all the water on my pants. She got frightened and. You would look much better with a smile on your face.’ I gave him my best cheesy grin. ‘Not that kind of smile.’ ‘I have nothing to smile about.’ At least I didn’t think that I had. ‘Then tell me what you have that’s not to smile about, and I’ll see if I can help you.’ Fat chance of that happening. ‘No-one can.’ I said quietly. ‘Try me.’ Did I dare tell him my sad tale of woe? What can I lose by telling him? Nothing, I have nothing more to lose. ‘ I have just been told . . . , that I will not. Or just run. That may be the fly in the ointment, but if it is we may still find out who screwed up in the first place." It's not as good as getting him booted out of here on his butt," Susan said flatly. "There are too many chances for him to screw something up in the what, three years he'd have to work out his contract?" Probably something like that, they usually work in three-year segments," Mike agreed. "That's just another argument for waiting until we can dump everything on him we can. It.