Sentence The Twentieth
As Daphne threw open the curtains to let the morning sun pour in, she reflected on the night's results – her niece Ginger Goldfish had already telephoned to tell Daphne and Maude of her Nationalist Party's stupendous results in Scotland, winning all but three of the country's Westminster seats;
another niece, Leigh Waters, whose Ethical Gardeners Party had failed to win any seats north of the Border, but had held on to its one constituency in the far south of England, was still upbeat, saying that as in nature, progress can take decades, and like the Chinese she though in the long term, working against adversity, investing in future generations, rather than seeking or expecting immediate gratification – although Daphne heard disappointment between the words; a third niece, Roxy Davidova, Leader of the Scottish Unionists, had wept the bitter tears of utter distress, overcome with a welter of emotions – despite her party's many successes in England, she felt submerged by a sense of futilitarianism, of Oblomovian logy, completely drained of energy, believing that all of her activity over the past year had been for naught; and Roxy's twin sister, Trixie – an advisor to the louche Workers Party Leader in Scotland, The O'Raeahilly, who like all but one of his fellows had lost his
own seat – had wept too, unable to take any crumb of comfort which Daphne tried to offer her; replacing the receiver after the last call and turning to Maude, Daphne said that now the distraction of the election was over they could both turn their attentions to their investigation of Sir Parlane MacFarlane's involvement in the torture and death of Sister Evadne Eglantine; in his illicit relationship with Griselda of Longformacus, and the implications for the country and the Throne; “Mr Saloman will be at Westminster, leading Ginger's parliamentary party there, but there will be others intent on doing everything to discredit him, the Party and, by association, our dear, sweet niece and it behoves us to prevent any harm befalling her and the extended family; “I believe we can call
As Daphne threw open the curtains to let the morning sun pour in, she reflected on the night's results – her niece Ginger Goldfish had already telephoned to tell Daphne and Maude of her Nationalist Party's stupendous results in Scotland, winning all but three of the country's Westminster seats;
another niece, Leigh Waters, whose Ethical Gardeners Party had failed to win any seats north of the Border, but had held on to its one constituency in the far south of England, was still upbeat, saying that as in nature, progress can take decades, and like the Chinese she though in the long term, working against adversity, investing in future generations, rather than seeking or expecting immediate gratification – although Daphne heard disappointment between the words; a third niece, Roxy Davidova, Leader of the Scottish Unionists, had wept the bitter tears of utter distress, overcome with a welter of emotions – despite her party's many successes in England, she felt submerged by a sense of futilitarianism, of Oblomovian logy, completely drained of energy, believing that all of her activity over the past year had been for naught; and Roxy's twin sister, Trixie – an advisor to the louche Workers Party Leader in Scotland, The O'Raeahilly, who like all but one of his fellows had lost his
own seat – had wept too, unable to take any crumb of comfort which Daphne tried to offer her; replacing the receiver after the last call and turning to Maude, Daphne said that now the distraction of the election was over they could both turn their attentions to their investigation of Sir Parlane MacFarlane's involvement in the torture and death of Sister Evadne Eglantine; in his illicit relationship with Griselda of Longformacus, and the implications for the country and the Throne; “Mr Saloman will be at Westminster, leading Ginger's parliamentary party there, but there will be others intent on doing everything to discredit him, the Party and, by association, our dear, sweet niece and it behoves us to prevent any harm befalling her and the extended family; “I believe we can call
on Leigh, Roxy and Trixie, they will all have some time on their hands now, and it may assuage their disappointments at their own political losses; so gird yourself for action,
Dear Heart, we have another Battle on our hands!”
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