When she said that she agreed her thought his luck was in, but as she continued, he soon realised that it would take a little more charm to bed her. So he took a breath and listened to her talk about the gossip she had heard, Gossip indeed. He was sure that about half was true as he had personally been involved in the so called disappearances. Or had he? The truth and the lies mixed in with the gossip had made a stew of his brain and to be quite frank, he was at a loss at what had really happened and who had done what. He recalled the Major coming into his room one night with a bloody knife but that could have been his dorm in India or the house he shared with Tyler back in England. He had spent his life watching his back that the excuses for his behaviour had become a new truth inseparable from the real truth, even to him.<br/><br/>So as politely as he could he laughed at the suggestion that his master was called Bluebeard behind his back and tried his best to come across as normal as possible. “As I was saying, Major Tyler and I have known each other for many years. However, before that I was an uneducated and malnourished street boy. Until one day a man who I would eventually be known to me as Sir Terrance Harrington, the major’s father, would find me on the street badly beaten and almost within the grasp of Death himself. From that moment, I would be part of the household until finally moving to South East Buckinghamshire in a town of Ivinghoe, where the Major and I live with Alice Beaumont and Mrs McMiggins.” He then proceeded to describe the unattended members of his current residence, before concluding this summary. There were of course many more layers to his man, but he felt that he had said enough on this subject for now.<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.halloweencostumeideas.com/charming-chambermaid-costume.jpg)</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8VB0uXht9i0/SWozWW2WfBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hU4luMV33Oo/s200/250px-Blackadder_3_mrs_miggins.jpg)</div></div><br/>“We all while away the months between campaigns and from time to time the Major would take a wife for sport.” Realising that he probably used the wrong word he quickly corrected himself “For love of course. Not for sport. My word I am silly. It must be the brandy.” He suggested.<br/>