I Was Nuts For Stuff In The

She Would Have Kissed Him, If She Kissed Stupid Men.

Raoul: Age And Treachery! Neal: Youth And Skill!

Pounce Had It Easier Than Any Of Us. No One Noticed A Black Cat In The Street. He Stopped Here And There To Sniff Aught Of Interest. Wherever Our Rat Stopped, Pounce Was There, Close Enough To See Up The Rat's Nose. I Was So Proud. Now There Was A Proper God, Making Himself Useful! Since My Thought Might Be Deemed Blasphemy, I Said Silent Prayers To The Goddess And To Mithros. I Begged Forgiveness And Asked Them Not To Misunderstand. Since I Wasn't Blasted Where I Stood, I Guess They Forgave Me, Or They Hadn't Heard My Blasphemy.

Men Died As She Watched, And They Didn't Care About What They Had Fought For.

No One Expects A Woman Busy At Her Sewing To Pay Attention To What’s Being Said Around Her. Nevermind If A Man’s Mother And Sister Showerd Them They Heard Everything While They Stictched, He’ll Still Think A Woman Who Plies Her Needles Saves All Her Brains For The Work. You’re A Far Better Spy Hemming Sheets Than If You Clank With Daggers.