Mixed Doubles

by John Schoneboom

Evil Julian was selected for his intellect, cunning, and political astuteness to lead the secret society and re-establish British authority after Rhodes' colossal failure in the Transvaal. Julian was ruthless and ate his victims' agony for breakfast. He was here, he was now, he was Julian. But where was Helen? Indeed, why was Helen?

Ah, there she is, calculated Julian. How easily I can see right through her shabby designs. I, who wine and dine with fabulous excess; I, who have been accepted into the most close-knit society of the elite by virtue of patronage, aristocratic advantage, exclusive education, and wealth.

"Hi Helen," he said aloud. "How wonderful it is to see you again."

He liked the way she struck another's pose in reply. Anyone who was so indistinguishable from a variety of others could as well be made useful in dangling the carrot of Constantinople and the Straits before the Russians.

They were soon conjoined at the hip and lived grotesquely ever after.
Evil Julian was selected for his intellect, cunning, and political astuteness to lead the secret society and re-establish British authority after Rhodes' colossal failure in the Transvaal. Julian was ruthless and ate his victims' agony for breakfast. He was here, he was now, he was Julian. But where was Helen? Indeed, why was Helen?

Ah, there she is, calculated Julian. How easily I can see right through her shabby designs. I, who wine and dine with fabulous excess; I, who have been accepted into the most close-knit society of the elite by virtue of patronage, aristocratic advantage, exclusive education, and wealth.

"Hi Helen," he said aloud. "How wonderful it is to see you again."

He liked the way she struck another's pose in reply. Anyone who was so indistinguishable from a variety of others could as well be made useful in dangling the carrot of Constantinople and the Straits before the Russians.

They were soon conjoined at the hip and lived grotesquely ever after.
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