The women were silent. - That's what I do not understand, why he had sitting in the pool with a cigar and a hat, read "Hamlet." What do you think? - Stacy asked. Abel turned to her. - On this question, my dear, I have no answer. Look, come back tomorrow for dinner. I will be a hard time to cope with the battles. And Desmond, of course, if it comes, it's not a great gift in the sense of communication. - Want to take advantage of the fact that I am a nurse? They zateyut skirmish, and I will provide first aid on the front line?