The captain should deny bording to Countess Edda.
She is my mistress on Earth and probably on her way to check the food
I get up here.
She is under the bad influence of my vet, just as the last Tsaress of Russia was under the influence of that greasy monk Rasputin.
That quack (my vet)thinks, I have a heart insufficiency.
The only insufficiency I really fear, is insufficient sweet cream after lunch !
