That Which Cannot Be Explained

Chapter 9: The Mansion of Eloquence

A GREAT BIG POT FELL upon the floor of a dirty kitchen floor causing a loud BOPANK-ER-PAP-KAK. Many kitchen cooks and kitchen bakers were busy kitchen cooking and kitchen baking in this kitchen. Several dinner table setters had one thing on the mind and that was to set tables for dinner. Maids and handmaids, butlers and stewards all ran frantically with much speed hitherto and throughout to clean and decorate and accomplish all sorts of nice things. It seemed as if all these bustling tireless folk had the daunting task of preparing everything in sight to be set and ordained for an elegant event. A party was being planned, but where?

The six gliding wagons had arrived at the sandy sand dune hills by now and what a trip it was to get them here. Four days and a half was the precise amount of time it took for the Thirty Persons to journey to these sandy sand dune hills. It definitely would have taken half the time if not more, had they not stopped every half hour for a potty break. During the first day of this expedition Michael of the Manor had still not said a word to the fair maiden. The Director, however, had no problems conversing with his newly entrapped friend. The both of them talked till they could not think of anything more intelligent to say and then talked even more of things not so intelligent at all. This did not bother Michael one bit, or so he would have you believe.

Nonetheless, the Director learned many things of the fair maiden and vice versa. Such things of the fair maiden were how it came to be that she was stuck in such a rundown diner as the one she was so rudely snatched away from. Other things like why she put up with such an ugly child for a cousin eleven times removed, what her favorite color was, where she came from and who her family was. At one point, the fair maiden whispered into the earlobe of the Director and they both had a great laugh. This most certainly turned Michael's face a dark red. His nose scrunched up to his forehead and a grumpy frown fell down his chin. He did not fancy being left out, especially if it involved one with whom he felt fond of, indeed.

However, on the last day before arriving at the sandy sand dune hills, Michael spoke up and apologized to the fair maiden for having kidnapped her. He was stricken with anger when he heard no response from her and saw that she was purposefully ignoring him like if he was the black sheep of the family and all his siblings agreed to ignore him saying things like, "Is that the wind blowing?" whenever he spoke or putting sticky notes over any picture of him found in the house and joking that he was adopted. The fair maiden and the Director continued on having a grand ole time chatting it up till the sun came down and they had finally arrived at the very top of the sandy sand dune hills.

All the Thirty Persons set up their tents and all the tent equipment required for a tent to be a tent. Kahl the Called and his posse all leaned against their wagon and were eating a can of sweetened balls of meat when Michael and the Director caught up with them. The fair maiden was left in the back of the sixth wagon still tied up. Kahl welcomed his friends and they all took a well-deserved rest eating some delicious canned sweetened balls of meat. After a long while of burping and licking fingers, Wairro Pai of the posse stretched out his limbs cracking many bones as he squealed in delight.

"What now?" he asked as he scratched his gut.

"I have sent Gióni out to scout these sandy sand dune hills for where the mansion is that we seek. I sent him recently so he must be a while before—oh, he's back," said Kahl noticing Gióni running back with long strides from his lengthy skinny legs. "With speed as a hermit crab! You have indeed returned promptly, Gióni. The mansion we seek must be close, indeed, is it not?"

"It is," replied Gióni as he pointed behind the wagon, "It's right there." All were directed to the other side of the wagon and come to find out the mansion was in plain sight only a half mile away. It was visible due to their being literally nothing in sight, but sandy sand dune hills and a lonely insignificant tree.