As the men rode up in the elevator Doctor Gruber said, “I’ve never seen Mrs. Foster like that. She positively hates our new acquisition.”
Frederick agreed. “It’s going to take some time for those cuts to heal. I hope they don’t leave scars. When we exhibit her she must be flawless.”
“Yes,” Gruber answered. “The beating was worse than I expected. In the future, we must remind Mrs. Foster to control her passions somewhat. As to the welts, I’m sure my healing salves will leave her alabaster skin as smooth and silky as it’s always been.”
“How long till we can renew her training?” Frederick asked.
“In two days, I should think.”
The elevator door opened into the Doctor’s study. Frederick turned to his uncle. “Thank you. This, as you know, means a great deal to me.”
Gruber placed his hand o
