Last mission System

Chapter 93

My uncle took Angelo's arm and driven the way down the mountain way, leaving me to follow with Daphne.

For some brief period we strolled peacefully, and afterward she drove me to the subject that was highest to me.

"What is wrong, Straight to the point? You have not been yourself toward the beginning of today."

Her assertion was right; I had not been myself. Desire had created a change in my personality, making me act and talk in a way that, upon thought, I concede to have been the opposite of pleasant.

"It appears to me," I answered in a wronged tone, as though I had some strong ground of protest, "that since our takeoff from Britain we have been playing Hamlet

with the piece of Hamlet left out." "Why, Honest, what do you mean?" she inquired. "O, not a lot.

That captive of the range appears to have taken out a patent for the imposing business model of your discussion, there's nothing more to it."

Daphne expected a quality of poise, an air that I had until recently never seen her ac