<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4474/fy1ijwqfvup45ew6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>Egad!!! Jehoshaphat!!!  Great Caesar’s Ghost!!!</em>  In relief, I see Miss Silk.  So perhaps I can relax, reel back the Egad and all that.<br/><br/><strong>“Miss Silk.  I am relieved to see you.  And, . . . and, . . . it appears that you’ve been shopping.  Very comely indeed!”</strong>  <em>Kaff, kaff, harumph!</em>  <strong>“I am not even a pretender when it comes to outfits, but your outfit is worthy of that expression ‘dressed to the nines’.”</strong>  <em>Hee-hee!</em>  <br/><br/><strong>“Might it be wise for me to slip out?  I panicked perhaps when the tea was lasting for so long.”</strong> <br/><br/>I look for Jaclyn who might be next.  But perhaps not.<br/></span>