So Circe lay huddled in the crack as poor dying George,the only human she'd ever met
now including Anna,his sociopathic daughter
who had ever treated her as a equal..
And being a ring,she actually didn't impress em.
So up the steps cme wheezing gasping dying George and nobody came to his distress
or even heard he ws in distress
because downstairs Anna was screaming her lungs
out and flinging the plates smashing against the walls as she went from room to room.
By the time Mrs Nelson,the Governess and terrified Mabel the Tweeny
remembered there was a George to look in on
the stress of his daughters outburst
would have killed him.
Clearly Circe needed to reconnect with
George for both their sakes,the problem
was he had extracted a promise from her
that she wouldn't do so.
Thank goodness he hadn't made her promise to be anyone else's slave
not even Anna.
Circe was a free agent,a dying George's last gift to his
faithful
ally in all those adventures they'd had over the last
thirty years,as Secret Agents for
King William IV