Friday, December 12, 2008

Alphonse Maria Mucha Summer painting

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directly from the wine cellar to the library, proceeding by an indirect route least likely to result in an encounter with a member of the house staff.Like a spirit, like a phantom, like a boy wearing a cloak of invisibility, he passed room to hall the forces of evil were rising up against you in vast dark battalions, having a low profile improved your chances of avoiding evisceration, decapitation, induction into the soulless legions of the living dead, or whatever other hideous fate they might have planned for you.The last time that Nominal Mom had visited, which wasn’t quite as far back in the mists of time as mastodons and sabertooths, she had told Fric that he was a mouse: “A sweet little mouse that no one ever realizes is there because he’s so quiet, so quick, so quick and so [to stair to room, and no one in the great house registered his passage, in part because he carried a rare gene for catlike stealth, but in part because no one, with the possible exception of Mrs. McBee, cared where the hell he was or ever wondered what the hell he was up to.Being small, thin, and ignored was not always a curse. When

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