Hammersmith Servants
The 1877 Sailan
In the big cities rabies outbreaks are still happening. People are getting out of the house less and less. Their pets are cages and brackets. No less than one or fifteen died because of it. Animal graves are getting bigger and bigger. Sometimes in one city five restaurants are no longer operational. Sometimes almost one city stops the activities of the bebareng. Bebareng is also inpor and exports are getting slippery. The gifts of villages being transported and carried from the village alleys are getting smaller. There is no meat-eating caste, the caste now lives over the shoulder and carrion-eating gendon, the carcasses of dogs and bobcats everywhere. Exactly the plague of cholera, bubonic plague, black nails and black death, the swarte dood of the 1350s.
Fires are not unmitigated the more rife occur. A settlement with erratic weather, a fire caused by the burning of bread in the southern store, this fire is bigger than ever. The blaze devoured from one city to another, resembling London, in 1666. Firefighters until fifty came but the fire did not go out. Everyone saved their children from the fire.
Their stuff just left. Damkar is almost out of water. The fire was extinguished five days later. The cause of the blaze was none other than a power line where one town had many tilpun wires up to the radio, whereas others were unsure, they believed the explosion had already occurred.
Meanwhile Maria is trying to find Shelly. Shelly disappeared suddenly and appeared suddenly. Maria did not find the vicious and greedy woman. The tall woman, who loved to take care of others, sat down, not knowing that a cat was standing looking at her. The cat roared where Suszie squatted stroking the animal's head. Shelly admits she is very happy. But he has his own interests. Shelly bit Suszie's index finger. Suszie screamed and cried. Maria finds Amanda and Marry's adopted daughter. The woman treated him.
Shelly was already standing on a large altar resembling a cathedral. The woman grabs the crown into the glass of the aquarium with a pure gold frame. No, she knew Emma was standing around messing with pestol. “Let that crown!” voice echoing. His face was almost fat and prosperous. More and more breathing big and heavy.
Shelly put the crown. “Amanda won't be back.” he said with a big laugh.
“What do you mean!”
“See?” Shelly pulled out the chain watch. “If I turn this iron clock, Amanda could come back, but I don't want to. So then? I just destroy it.” Shelly squeezed until Numa Stone's puck into her hot hand.
Emma buyak gaping. Lifting pestol high. “We have no business with you. Now go!”
“Maybe you have to die now!” Shelly growled into an ancient cat. Roaring jumps almost tore Emma apart. Strangely, strangely something light grabbed him, immediately Shelly was thrown out of nowhere and Emma woke up on the office desk. Someone appears putting the crown back into the glass aquarium.
Shelly falls into the desert. The woman rolled there and then came to her senses.
Shelly shuffled up to observe the surroundings. Both of his shoes kicked sand as thick as an iceberg. The woman clutched her face. Shelly shouted out loud. His voice seemed to disappear into nothingness. Shelly walked alone for nearly sunset. His watch is dead. No ticking at all. Mouth's dry. His eyes were still dehydrating. The woman was lying somewhere. The desert wind is getting stronger. The harder it blows. Shelly was consciously surrounded by five women in gombroh clothes and had a nape, turbans encircling her head. “Who are you?”
They looked at each other in confusion. Throwing eyes at each other. Throw confusion at each other. They play each other's eyes. A woman uses sign language.
“It's been three days I wasn't aware? Who are you?”
“Ebers, papyrus ebers.”
Shelly doesn't understand. He seems to have saved those freaks. Could he be in Egypt now? Shelly did not turn panicky instead grinning. “Just here I should be.”
The five women danced to greet Shelly with a drumstick and tore her up. Shelly is led to a housing estate with sand walls and a vaguely lit pyramid in the distance.
***
Shelly quietly climbed up the temple that was around the pyramid. His eyes narrowed far forward. One hand reached into his pants pocket. A vulcanium is removed. The woman looked up at the sky, three to four flaming stars twinkling north to east. Shelly trespassed the jewel into the center of her belt. Rotating the sides of the spinor. The line of the raw elbow belt is shaking. Shelly sucked as much pyramid power as possible until a bunch of mega cloudy came to the pyramid. Someone knows to catch him. They were thrown rolling onto the surface of the brass rock. Shelly thrashed her eyes catching the black clouds were gone. The sky turned blue with heat. “Who told you to go up there!” the young man in a suit and a delicate thin lornyet reprimanded him in England.
“Who are you?” Shelly hung up with her big mat.
“Ernhard Benedictus.”
“Ernhard? Office boy?”
“Not, I happen to be a political cop,”
“You must know where I am now.”
“Yes, you are in Karakum, this village has many temples of worship.”
“You are not a person here.” Shelly said.
“Indeed not, let's go to shelter.”
They went around looking at the women's shelter. Many young children naked, clawed and shovelled goat shoes have been wriggling. They stood in front of the tent. Ernhard cooked hot water into a pot. “Who sent you here?”
“I got lost in the middle of a desert storm.” Shelly lied.
“Your face is not the Middle East. Let me guess, you're Jewish.”
“Indeed? Why the Jews? You want to kill me?”
Ernhard laughed for a moment. “Of course not. We work for them. They take care of the war and its costs. Now many people love war.”
“What really happened? Maybe there is a third war? Or is it now?”
“Third war? You mean the South African war? Yes, Boer fled the UK after the UK found the gold mine Transvaal.”
“So? Where am I?”
“Now December 1876.”
“Do you know Queen Viktoria?”
“Sure I know. Queen will have a party in Sailan.”
“Do you have permission to control it?”
“While this is not. Maybe later.”
Ernhard observes Shelly's strange clothes. “You why wear a man's shirt?”
“Not a man, this is my shirt.”
“I'll sail to the peninsula of London. You want to stay here?”
“If I may want to come.”
“I have a lot of my cousin's clothes. You can wear it if you want.”
Shelly agreed.
The steamship is completely out of the dock. Shelly who was in a spacious and large room felt her chest bloated, the whole world was foreign and innocent like touching her own satisfaction. On his own he never knew: the situation is now much better even though corruption and nepotism, collusion and rust en order are ferocious.
Shelly reached the edge of the cabin watching fifteen families of passengers conversing. He had never expected to stay for twelve twelve days and twelve hours on an old ship and they would all be dead by his time. Ernhard went back to him. Shelly was told to take a shower. The woman was styled both jongos of southern Indian women. Shelly looked at her face in the mirror. His face was elongated with full lips. The cup was pierced with earrings of a combination of emerald and pure medallion. From there, Shelly went to the table. Ernhard was amazed to find Shelly was so different. “What's your name?”
“O? Until forget. I'm Shelly.” he said extending a hand.
“Shelly only?” Ernhard raised his eyebrows.
“Not, Shelly Smevendimen Dvorak.”
“Betulkah? You're that banker's family?” the man half-believed.
“Maybe it's just similar.”
“Forget. Let's eat first.”
They finished the menu.
Shelly chatting in the ship's gymnasium. “True. You're exactly with the three daughters of Baron Dvorak.”
“Just a coincidence maybe?”
“You know Elijah? Hannah Smevendimen? Gerardina Dvorak?”
“Only ever heard. They must be cocky.”
“You said there was no harm. Everyone here just wants to talk to a fellow white man. They don't like Africa much less defending it. They don't like Arabs, Indians except for their slaves.”
“You want war?”
“Of course not, it is my duty to secure the political situation, supervise and send letters to the Volksraad and the legal apparatus for cooperation.”
“Means your task supervisor or intel.”
“That's. Your face is so pretty. I've never seen a woman like you.”
“There's Lybian and Dutch blood in me.”
“Are you not Jewish?”
“Indeed but not entirely.”
“Who's your parents Shelly?”
“I don't know. Anyway I already have a career and live alone.”
“Your eyes don't make me forget. You have a greater charisma than the people here.”
“Bring me to Sri Ratu Viktoria.”
“Of course I don't dare. Queen Victoria was never friendly to everyone. No dare with him.”
“As far as I know Madras is starving right now, where did that big party budget come from?”
“Great party? I know just a regular party.”
“When do we get to the dock?”
“Twelve days left.”
“Too far,”
“Indeed, do you want to know the state of Africa there?”
“They have already formed ZAR?”
“Kurasa. What is ZAR?”
Shelly did not answer. Women tend to be quiet. Ernhard never covered himself. That the man might have put feelings on her. Sure enough, if I received his proposal, I would have decided on my descendants and descendants in the future. Shelly's mind is not calm. But his heart began to be interested in taking Ernhard further with him. Maybe if Shelly marries her son can be seven or five once gave birth. Because he's a cat not a human.
Twelve days and twelve hours they passed. Ernhard kept himself. The man had no interest in trying Shelly, Shelly thought Ernhard would fuck her but did not. Shelly was not fishing, she was not ready if she had to babysit, especially if she had a baby like Suszie and Marry, she was definitely dead standing.
The view of the pier is merry itself. Matari. People passed by in big, convex dresses, festive and colorful, his mind never thought the clothes were colored. His thoughts were as predominant in white and black as many photos he had ever seen. Actuallyno. There are girls and boys' clothes. Women wear cabaret shoes and long-sleeved clothing. Ernhard pulls Shelly's hand into the eastern harbor, they finish the meal with the occasional guy stealing an eye with him.
Shelly knew Ernhard couldn't hold back. The woman siphoned the drink with her voluptuous eyes. Kontan motel became the impingement of both. Shelly finished making love again. Ernhard hurried to go back. Shelly doesn't think she's making love to a man who should be dead. “You're disappointed I'm not a virgin?”
“Of course not. Like you said the Queen is going to have a big party.”
“You want to go there?”
“Maybe tomorrow. You just come along. Will you hear me say?”
“What? Just say.”
“I fell in love with you Shelly. Will you marry me? I don't have any parents anymore. You're the only woman in my life.”
“Give me time until tomorrow.” Shelly put on her corset and took a shower.
Ernhard kissed Shelly's shirt which he thought was fragrant.
Tomorrow they boarded the andong. Both went to administrative offices. Finished taking care of Shelly's residence letter or passport. Ernhard waited for his faithful partner to come out. Shelly just spent their needs. Shelly had helped prepare food and arrange the mattress and kiss her future husband.
The next day they sailed back to the land of Sailan. Shelly looked at the island. The island resembles Sunda Head. The difference is many dry trees and green conditions with Deccan farmers. Buildings are generally not much larger than. Streets as big as a field. Mostly brass rock with large cement slabs. Eradicating rafts transporting building materials from swamps. Horsemen of all nations and all directions. Southern Malabar slaves helped with sawing, logging and grain transport to barges, jukung, pinisi, getek, boats.
“I have a need to see Sir. Richard Temple.”
The woman was led by the five Indian women. Shelly entered the gate of the palace where the invaders were none other than Sri Ratu Viktoria. Shelly looked around the whole building. Not better because all the dominance of wood and walls is not concrete but mahogany. While in the corners stand haughty women. Arrogant face. Shelly sat down not caring. The woman in the velvet dress with the belt lasting came to reprimand.
“New prostitute?”
“Jaga talk.”
“You don't know? Ernhard likes to fuck women here. Just be ready if you're abandoned by that man.”
“What's your name?”
“Cih! Your attitude is very calm *****. I'm Donna Mayer. Donna Swanson Mayer.”
“Usually you like to sleep with how many men?”
“Where do you know? Ah, it doesn't matter, after all you ****.” Donna went growling to look at Shelly.
Shelly laughed silently.
Ernhard was talking to a former British governor. Shelly quietly eavesdropped. The woman pretended to open the newspaper. Close the newspaper and throw it on the table. Out to follow them.
Shelly did not expect the entire Indian land to be this fertile. He swept his eyes at all the big trees and many residential huts stood up. The rivers were not slum like India in its time. Shelly knew about hitting a girl. The white woman was surprised. He hurried to go out of nowhere. Shelly was curious about the woman. He quietly followed her into a room of many female workers and freelancers. Shelly hid herself behind a large cloth. Women had just draped a rag and nudged a clay wastom until it broke. He scolded Donna. Shelly raises herself to help the girl. “What's your name?”
“Sheena!” he said to go somewhere.
Shelly is tired of the royal housewarming table. Decided go. The party is still one day. There's one more day. Shelly came to Sheena. The woman was standing alone looking at the shadow of her face in the river. “Only alone?”
“I'm sorry. I'm just a regular waiter.”
“There is no bad waiter. Let's sit with me.”
They sit in a quiet hall on the edge of the palace. “You want to know? Can it change the fate of your people?”
Sheena shakes.
“Earning in school?”
“Never. My parents just love to cook.”
“You believe the French revolution?”
“Hearn, just never felt it yourself.”
“I know your suffering. You're just babu without pay, right? You guys clean the beards, attack the water, wash the pots. You don't want that.”
“It was true. We can't do anything.”
“Actually it's easy. Prepare the paper and write something in it. Prepare your wits and write something on paper.”
“Just like that?”
“Let me tell you something. Your lives will not be forever slaves. You will be able to go to school and be big like Sri Ratu Viktoria.”
“Can we know?”
“You work for them means they depend on you. If you don't work for them. They'll lose.”
“We will not eat if so.”
“I'll lend you my modal. You can go from Sailan to England.”
Sheena accepts Shelly's cooperation.
Shelly taught the boycott and the defeat of England, the defeat of France, the defeat of the European giants for centuries. They only use your weak mentality, they only oppress with politics, they fear you rise up and are smarter than them. Shelly. You just have to read and write often. Use grip or slab if there is no Chinese ink, he said teaching the five maids secretly. The revolution is now only able to talk with eruptions and eruptions, they fight with bullets means you guys respond to bullets. Their weaknesses are no better than yours. You must prioritize upbringing and perseverance. Rust en order, only the order of the leader alone is willed, the monarchy depends entirely on its people, the monarchy has no absolute power to govern its people. Remember the captain of boycott, the captain who is ready to draw his keris and reliable-reliable battalion.
Revolution right now! Tomorrow or now you or I can too. Sheena spoke the words Shelly. Shelly also taught the British strategy and political system, that their country has most debt, they will lose capital, they never think of Madras. I know why there is so much oppression with enclave countries, independent countries and maybe, Africa will not last long.
Tomorrow we break the greatest feast of all mankind. Shelly. The women of babu, jongos, hermandads, concubines, caputians and coolies on the vaults told the entire Indian subcontinent that slaves would be freed.
The news of the biggest party with sixty thousand guests instantly happened. Shelly happens to be the invitation inside. The woman watched the motorcade expensive and skillfully carved. Large elephants with human-human decorations on top. Delhi Durbar! Trumpet and drums were hit with flags rising. The British flag fluttered in the sky. The queen entered the field. Apparently Russia, Germany and even the Netherlands, Sarajevo, they first entered with a more crowded and lively group. The big invitation was simply the arrival of all the nobles and people watching in the field. Shelly did not find Queen Viktoria.
The woman throws riled eyes while occasionally fanning her face with a peacock fan.
In fact the Queen herself is the last. The welcome does not lose a minute. The people and the horses had welcomed him. The queen came out with an Indian male aide. The servant led her until she met the prince, the eldest daughter and the first princess. Sri Queen Viktoria sat down to the singasana, chatting with the audience, the kings of other countries whispered to each other where Shelly was sitting in a corner not far from Queen Viktoria. Protocol opens public talks.
“Good, airs, you have come, you can eat or while the queen will talk first.”
“Our dear and respected arrival. You'd like it if I open this show. It was only in his interest to introduce the British to India. We're gonna improve their lives the better. We will abolish slavery. We will improve irrigation and agriculture. Next I will officially lead India in an unspecified time.”
“Your Majesty!” one man stood up asking.
“Please ask.” Protocol of man with golden monocele.
“How is hunger now? They haven't eaten in almost a year.”
“Really His Majesty. They only grow wheat for the slaves' breakfast.”
“As soon as possible we will solve that problem. General hunger only. We are depleted for the betterment of order and for the sake of preventing the growing hostility in Africa there. We prepare to clean up radicalism from Boers and Dutch exiles there.”
“My noble one!” now all eyes are on Shelly.
“Please submit something.”
“Are British women here, never salaried or are they babu without, wages?”
“Who said? Who said that? We pay them as much as possible. They can't all live safely out there. They are a lot of dishonest and corrupt. Some of them eat usury money and the like. I myself have explained, that the royal provisions in which official powers are still held, they must still be paid. Maybe someone is dishonest. During my leadership— I tried hard to feed them.”
“Good. The Queen has no time. Now we're going to open the inauguration. Our teacher will recite the coronation and the audience is called to approve the handover.”
Coronation runs are generally an increase in department. Party events happen regularly and many people dance and get drunk. Music players chanting waltz, violin, violin, harp, trombone, wind wood, flute to the music of kendang, tabla, tamborin India sounding increasingly boisterous low. Great dancers are performed. Women in simple clothes and tunic wearers were weeping. Queen Viktoria talks to her aide. Shelly herself called closer. “I know you're not an Englishwoman. Whoareyou? Don't mess around.”
“I'm sorry Queen, I'm just Ernhard's fiancee, he's a political cop here.”
“Maybe it's good you have to be careful. We never gave wages. They may have influenced you. You're pretty attractive for a female size now.”
“Masa His Excellency?”
“True. Your face is also impossible to belong to all castes of Brahmins or Waisya.”
“Baginda make fun.”
The Sri Queen only twisted the storm of laughter hearing that.
You white wolf kill five million Madras men to die and subvert your fields, you Remus, Romulus white suck milk-milk Wolf, Wolf. Suction up!
Your power is breaking apart in a moment. You white wolf your monarchy will be destroyed by its own leadership. Shelly was raging in prayer and swearing in that atmosphere.
They did not think in the middle of it the people stormed in. They broke into the security wall. Instantly security spills. The starving Madras people asked for a meal from the event. Queen Victoria throws a sack or two of food. Shelly saw that it was inappropriate. How could starving humans be fed like animals?
“How can they get in!”
“We've locked the Queen's gate.”
Shelly was intrigued to hear that. Queen Victoria walks to secure the palace.
Sheena appears carrying slaves to tear down a long food table. And the madrasites took all the food away. All the nobles are high on fear and great shivering. Shelly invited everyone to enter the palace. His loud voice roused the guests of the village and hamlet and the interior spilled, the feast now even sixty thousand. Sixty thousand parties are getting more and more cheesy. Ernhard was looking for his future wife. Sri Ratu Viktoria has left back into the bendi. Meanwhile, the landau, dokar, andong, delman, bendi, sado and other Viktoria cars have been mobbed and they rampage to burn down the invitation trains.
Shelly found out she was blocking her husband's arm. They fled the palace. The inauguration of Queen Victoria was completely chaotic and the circumstances of never told history are now truly unfolding.
The British paid huge losses for the damage to the invitation facilities, they were estimated to pay thirty million dollars for the victims and the amnesty of innocent and unknown perpetrators. Initially the ferocious famine was now extinguished with the theft of sacks of wheat, Frisland butter and breads of wine, Indian food. People are not hungry anymore. England suffered massive losses. They do not want to pay. The real culprit is never known.
The women were thrown on the ship and returned to England as they wished. No one knows. A man who is now in the church of St. Louis, Shelly officially married to Ernhard. That woman really changed history as Amanda said. The reality is that British history is changing now.
Shelly was lucky not to give birth. She served her husband well. Sometimes he feels curious, is his family really there? Ernhard's return to a small village in Scotland. Shelly accidentally saw the two women go down andong. They might be Hannah or Elijah. They entered a food store. Shelly crossed the street. The ferocious woman folded her lasting umbrella. Bend it down the leg. Follow the view of the surrounding bourgeois women. Take a stance and sit up straight. A woman of one hundred and seventy. One hundred and seventy-five. Wide-brimmed with lena dresses and delicate handles from blacu. “Papa lost ten percent of his shares. We'll find the ringleader Madras.”
“Why do you feel loss? We have confirmed the situation between India and Britain. We're splitting it with a political horden. That's easy isn't it?”
“You're smart too. Just how?”
“We are Rothschild correspondence, they have a wider relationship than us.”
Shelly quietly listened. Elijah and Hannah occasionally glanced at the woman. They hurriedly jumped. Shelly disguised herself as a black cat. Jumping up andong. Dokar's hurtling through them to Buckingham. They're back on the road to Hampshire housing.
A mannor building with a villa model entered them. The black cat meowed. Hannah, who was sitting exhausted in the foyer, decided to take care of the cat. She admired cats. Shelly smiles pleasure. Her enlarged face smeared Shelly's fine fur. The figure of a big man came. The man scolded Elijah. Elijah banged his head against the cupboard. Hannah used to see that. Shelly fear. The Queen of England is better than them. Elijah is back to visit. Hannah releases her cat. Shelly grew back into a human.
The woman slipped into the office. Read correspondence letters. And many of them knew, all the savagery of war and forced oppression, five hundred years of politics, none other than their own ancestors were triggered and erupted. Shelly did not expect Baron Dvorak would be cruel to educate his son. Even when they are women. They are not spoiled at all. Beat him to satisfaction. Success in pressure. Pay off with pressure.
Shelly knows herself as Hannah, while Cecil may be Elijah, her exact name being Elissah. Shelly quickly picked up the important papers. Disappeared to be a cat. Slide into Hannah's andong. Hannah was surprised where the cat was meowing on her dock pillow.
They went for business invitation. Shelly followed all the way in there. People are no stranger to him. Even the figure of people never thought of coming there, Benjamin Disraeli, Koos Del Rey, and African war leaders. They held a temporary meeting. Already gone with a loan of funds to be able to fall England in Africa. Next time Hannah welcomed the five-person banking committee, they expressed their sympathy, they also talked about us planning to regroup. Someone had given her name, Bohemian Club, hearing that Hannah responded: 'Bohemian Club:
“How are things now? Many Europeans feel insecure about the current state of affairs.”
“We ourselves know, they are trying to clear up bad influences, you yourself did not read J.C Bluntschli?”
“For that already. Therefore, you should be able to invest since the beginning of the war has not approached.”
“War? Isn't that profitable?”
“While no. War is not profitable. Many reformers will take a chance there. That means we lose in a minute.”
“Moderne Volkerrecht, it means the position of the king or leenhar is the same as the general public, if we take that reference, we can use the small community to cancel the reform. We use their passions to win and we enter through their victory.”
“That's new I agree. Well, please come next time.”
Hannah closes the visit by rewriting the finances and recording the birth, gender, domicile, desired jobs and how long they last with the weather, climate, flight. Hannah also has her own record in the department of statistics, they work porters only paid a day. They are nothing more than slaves. Hannah said. Hannah added that coal, oil, petroleum and natural gas should be supplied more and raised to populated districts. We kicked them out of disagreeing with government policy. He said he wrote in a personal note. Hannah yawns and kisses her cat. Shelly was shaking in Hannah's lap.
Hannah then wrote that heavy work would be added to the porters outside Europe such as Sangir, Maluku, Lesser Sunda, Celebes Tengah, Talaud and West Sumatra, Java. They will be paid for the foremen, tandils, wedana, pangreh praja, bendoro, cashiers, scribes and temples.
Hannah goes on to write that the worlds are now inhabited by many hungry rulers and demented demeanors, none other than they are the culprits, precisely our own culprits, financial owners and capital remain back-screen players. We're referees now. And the world is determined by how wise our influence is and how powerful the influence of money is in bringing down prosperous countries to live fleas and carrion. Hannah went on to say that violence in the Indies and India and Africa and the Philippines was not Europe, the rest we encouraged were great countries like England, Russia, Paris and Germany, Japan to prey on each other to destroy each other's country. In the end, the war is also the fate they have to face. Brilliant ransoms over plundering, sheepfighting, subsurface cigars all we determine. Shelly bristled at hearing that.
Hannah finished her writing, tomorrow the committees will discuss the African and British conflicts.
After that, Shelly didn't say much. He never thought his voracious traits were none other than his own ancestors. Could Shelly stop the goal of mastering the Phantom? Hannah was more ruthless and unforgiving than him. Maybe Shelly begged Amanda to give her the enfin. Her husband returned home. Shelly prepared a warm towel, dried her husband's hair and they talked incessantly until a rambling lecture took place.
Shelly herself did not sleep, the woman turned her back on her husband, her mind bared on Hannah and her gentleness, Hannah and her crimes, Hannah and her cruelty. How old is that girl? Thirtyfold.
How not so old he had dropped the world into his hands once a blink. Shelly could not understand why her grandmother she had never known was so cruel and inhuman. Somehow Hannah has a resemblance to Heidy. He likes to talk and take care of others.
Hannah had a fertile body and her face was wide but beautiful and white. Shelly often imagined that if her most ancient grandmother controlled half the world's finances, what would the earth be a hundred years into the future?
Shelly never thought Hannah would destroy the world now with political curtains and violent rods. If Cecil had followed him. If Amanda hadn't been kidnapped. Maybe Shelly will not meet her cruel and greedy grandmother like herself.
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