Mystiffio stuck his head in the door.
"Goodbye," he said. "Ready, dear?"
"Yes," Alice said, moving to the door. "I'm ready."
"Now wait a minute," I cried. "Where are you two going? You're the last act I've got."
"I am enlisting!" Mystiffio said proudly.
"As what?"
"Signal corps, in charge of messenger pigeons."
Mystiffio flapped his coat tail and a lone pigeon fluttered into the air. "I've had a lot of experience with the little devils."
I groaned again and dropped my head in my hands.
What was left?