One day Samuel was coming home for lunch when his daughter Joy came up to him. "Daddy!" she cried, "Stop Crysanthamum and Suzie! They're fighting over you giving them babies! They're hurting each other!"
"What?" Samuel cried. He rushed into the yard to find the two girls rolling back and forth in the gravel. They had ripped each other's dresses completely off and were only in their underpants. Both were covered in scratches. Samuel hesitated a moment, then charged in. He grabbed both girls by their hair and hauled them to their feet.
"Enough!" he screamed. "Right this moment, right now, ENOUGH!"
Both girls struggled but then calmed down. "That's better!" Samuel snapped. "Now, go to the washroom, clean each other up, treat those scratches, then meet me in the livingroom. I am very VERY perturbed with both of you. Not a word!"
Both young women looked at them with hurt expressions, scowled at each other, but hurried off, knowing they had better obey. A while later in fresh dresses, they entered the livingroom, and stood before Samuel's favorite chair.
"Now," Samuel insisted, "an explanation."
"I told her I wanted her to leave," Crysanthamum explained. "She said she had just as much right here as I. We got angry, it got out of hand. We are both deeply sorry we frightened Joy!"
"Crysanthamum," Samuel began, "you have lived in this house for over three years. You have been a tremendous help to my wife, like a daughter to us. I have REPEATEDLY told you I do not hold you to the oath you made in that sad time when we just came here. You are far too young to be my wife, and I am not even sure that I want to follow the Spir custom and have more than one wife. I've got just about all I can handle now."
"But mother Sharon SAID you would eventually concede," Crysanthamum put in. "I have been a woman for many months. I was trying very hard to win your favor, and then SHE came and you look at her the way I want you to look at me. Father has said it is all right if I want to be your wife. He would be honored. Only you object because SHE has come."
Samuel stared at both young women. "This is ridiculous!" he remarked. "There are hundreds of fine young men around here. Why would either one of you want somebody as old as me?"
Crysanthamum laughed. "They are little boys," she answered, "children! They know nothing of pleasing a woman. They don't even know how to DO it!"
Samuel saw Joy peeking around the corner. "That is quite enough!" he remarked, "I want both of you to see some young men, nothing serious, just keep company with some men more your own age for a while, and if you still have these feelings in a few months we'll discuss it."
"We will!" Crysanthamum answered. Suzie only grinned showing her agreement.
"Run along, you two!" Samuel insisted, "and no more fighting! If it ever happens again I will send you BOTH to different quarters. Do you understand?"
Both young women nodded. When they were gone Samuel went out into the kitchen and confronted his wife.
"I thought we agreed," he complained, "we were going to discourage her."
"They're right!" his wife warned. "Making them associate with young men their own age isn't going to do a bit of good."
"Maybe not," Samuel answered, "but it will give me some peace and quiet for awhile!"
He finished his lunch and got back to his office. He found a short little man with glasses sitting in the visitation area.
"This gentleman has to see you, Warlock," the clerk announced.
"Yes?" Samuel asked.
"I am Warlock Davison," the man announced, "dispersal section. I'm here to arrange the dispersal of shares from the arrest you made recently."
"Oh! Samuel sighed. "Well, come into my office, sit down. Just how much IS there, anyway?"
"Well, let me see!" the Warlock continued, opening his case, "after court expenses legal fees, and restitution to the victims there is a surplus in cash and property of fifty-six million dollars divided by twenty-one men. That's two million six hundred and sixty-six thousand six-hundred-and-sixty-six dollars and sixty cents at the current rate of exchange, that's three million, three hundred and thirty-three thousand three-hundred-thirty-three credits a PIECE!"
Samuel put down the papers he was looking at and stared at the little Warlock in disbelief. "How in the name of The Lords," he asked, "could there be THAT much?"
"All the men you took prisoner were extremely wealthy," the clerk answered, "all multi millionaires. And the evidence you gathered caused the arrest of several more! You each have a right to an equal share of the property seized, as the arresting officers, after the government has ITS equal share."
"Well I can't make a decision like this by myself," Samuel complained, "I'll have to gather the others and discuss this."
"Kindly do so quickly," the Warlock requested, "until this dispersal is made my office cannot close the case."
Samuel gathered the others. They were as shocked as he at the amount of their windfall!
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