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She looked deep into Menge's small but sensitive eyes.

"Now that you know my first name," she began, a slight catch in her voice, "I should
ask the same of you."

"Indeed you could," he replied sympathetically, "but I would not answer you. There
are certain things better left buried." He paused for a moment, then added quickly:
"You may call me Mengy, if you wish."

"Mengy?" she asked.

He smiled as she said it, "It's a name they called me on the surfing world. Frankly, it
annoyed me when others used it. But, coming from your lips, the name becomes a
song to my ears."

"Mengy," she repeated in a hoarse half-whisper.

"Antoinette," he answered firmly as he pulled her close. "Ahhahahaha."

He looked down at her, then leaned his head forward, his lips almost touching her
upturned face. His pencil-thin mustache tickled her nose. She closed her eyes in
anticipation as she leaned forward as well.

"Is this how you"—a new voice interrupted—"obey my orders?"

Mengy snapped to attention. Mrs. Gordon opened her eyes as she turned to face the
newcomer, her lips still longing for that kiss that had been only an instant away.

A man in a green snakeskin smoking jacket stared haughtily at them both.

"Doctor Dread!" Menge announced. "I was merely showing the fortress to our newest
recruit."

"Newest recruit?" Dread asked incredulously. "And who gave you"—he paused
ominously—"permission to bring in new recruits? Especially"—he paused again, his
eyes darting critically from Antoinette to Menge and back again—"this kind of
recruit!"

Mrs. Gordon wasn't sure she liked this fellow, even if he was a doctor. This Dread
person was thinner than Menge—too thin, really. Dread also sported a pencil-thin
mustache. Still, Mrs G. thought, such a mustache did not suit the doctor's pinched
face anywhere near as well as it did Menge's more robust, manly looks. And there
was something about the way Dread spoke that she found irritating—maybe it was the
way he paused all the time. Whatever it was, it didn't add up to a very favorable first
impression. In all fairness, she didn't think this so-called doctor was good enough to
shine Mengy's silver shoes.

"No, no, Doctor Dread," Menge added quickly. Did he have to be so obsequious?
This was a side of her man that she had never seen before.