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Sunday, January 20, 2019

The Frantic Search for Spies

O.K. Here we go... Did you read the first parts of Terror and Tranquility?





 All the armed forces I have ever heard of come unencumbered by family.but these men have their women and offspring along as through they would never consider the possibility of failure in their mission.
   Rehab found herself with much time on her hands. I will occupy myself with my spinning, although we possibly have very few days left to live. If I am to die, I hope they kill me quickly so I need not suffer over much. I wonder what it is like in the Hereafter.
  Rehab went to the rooftop to access her winter's supply of flax and saw that there was more than enough to keep her busy spinning and weaving for many days to come.
  Just then a gentle knock sounded at the door. Rehab would have missed it had her ears not been keenly tuned to sounds in her entryway. She was used to all sorts of raucous noises in the street below.
She ran lightly down the stairs and peered through a crack in the door.
  "Thou art here!" she cried.

   The men looked at her in astonishment."
   "Are ye not of the Israelite tribes?" she asked.
    They acknowledged that it was so.
   How she admired their noble strength and honest eyes. She invited them in and confessed many things including how everyone was terrified of their appearance.
  They were still talking when someone pounded at the door which she had wisely bolted.
   "Quick you! " she whispered, "Flee! You are not safe here." She thought for an instant. "You are not safe anywhere in the city. But I will hide you! Quick! Up to the rooftop!"
  The knocking increased in ferocity echoed by the erratic slapping of sandals rapidly mounting the indoor staircase.
  As carefully as she could while in such a great haste, Rehab covered the spies with flax, straightened her dress, smoothed down her hair, and walked sedately down the stairs.
   They were nearly banging down her heavy oak door!
   "Why art thou being so obnoxious so late as night?" she began to ask haughtily, but was rudely cut off.
   "Bring forth the men that have come to thee!"
   "Men? What men?"
  "They came to thy house! Rehab, don't act foolishly. They have come to spy out all the country!"
    Rehab lifted her hands in dismay, and batted her eyed beguilingly at them."There came men on to me, but I whist not whence they are!"
   "Tell us, quick! Which way did they go?"
   She strolled leisurely over to the table and lifted up a flask of wine. "Have some? " She nodded thoughtfully as if to herself while pouring some of the red liquid into a goblet.
  "It came to pass about the time of the shutting of the gates," she drawled in a slow, easy manner and pressed wine to the lips of the most agitated one.He drank unthinkingly, almost convulsively.
  She offered the goblet to the other man and her sleeve slid back, revealing a smooth, golden arm.
 "Whither the men went, I wot not. Pursue them quickly, for thou shalt overtake them."
  The men turned to leave, scarcely remembering what they had been so stirred up about, then blindly dashed off in opposite directions!




        
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