THE
of
YOWL
the
Yeti
S UNDAY , A UGUST THE F IFTEENTH
Th e train is taking us through the Himalayas to
look for the most elusive of all beasts, the Yeti! Th e
view of the mountains is spectacular.
Something had been on my mind for a while and
so I sat down to tea with Brunhilde.
"My dear friend," I began. "You once told me
that your former husband, the demon Ahrimanes,
was so cruel that he threatened your liberty and
your life. I am concerned for your well being when
we return home."
"Th ank you most kindly for your concern," she
replied. "But I have no doubt he is but a distant
memory. He no longer haunts my dreams."
"May I ask, if it's not too bold, about the
mysterious red room he threatened to put you in, if
you failed in your quest?"
"Oh, yes, but you must steel your nerves," she
said in hushed tones, then continued lowly. "If I
ever disobeyed him, or refused his requests... he
would... he would take me to the 'red room', and
there he would... play the piano most vigorously,
and out of tune, for hours! I could not get away! I
could get no rest!"
"Oh?" I responded, for I could think of nothing
else to say.
"It would have been the death of me! I could not
live like that any longer. He was fond of Wagner,
you know!"
"Good Lord!" I gasped, and could hear no more
of the horrors.