<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><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Clearly, this has been an attack based on surprise, not overwhelming force.  <br/><br/>Now, from attack to standoff to retreat by the one.  I look at Ari as the former knife-wielding bandit scurries off.  Ari nods and mouths <em>Danai</em>.  I acknowledge.<br/><br/>Miss Silk stands as if at an embattlement, making it clear of having to go through three to get one.  <br/><br/>Danai turns tail but stops for a moment.  She turns, sneers and <em>Egad!</em>—our school-boy finger salute!  <strong>“Well that was not very polite!  <em>Hee-hee!</em>”</strong>     <br/><br/>We seem to be dusted off, just fine, and Jaclyn is composed.  I turn to Miss Silk.  <strong>“We’ve been dealing with Dianne du Monde’s posse in one way or another.  That woman who attacked us is one of those.   Evidence of du Monde’s single-mindedness.  As a group we seem to be a target of hers.  Jaclyn is wanted in the du Monde boudoir.  The rest of us not so much.”</strong>  And what about Jaclyn?  What if it’s du Monde and not her mob who seeks her?  What would she say?  Do?  Have to watch over that issue. <br/><br/><strong>“So welcome Miss Silk.  Do you need to freshen somewhere?”</strong> <br/><br/><strong>“Ari.  Please meet Miss Silk.  A feline with nine lives or more.”</strong> <br/></span>