Tigress of the Shrubland (12)
3 min readSep 8, 2022
He turned out at a chimney, like some unholy St. Nick. It was a warm evening, so the fire was not lit, but his coming startled the maid who was taking up a carpet to be beaten. Having done screaming, she shook her finger at him and wished to know what nerve and wherefore and so on.
