The Excellence Of Execution
Here we find ourselves in the mansion, a strange and new place to us, and while singing and dancing is fine enough for those who prefer it, what celebration for those of us who prefer gentler entertainment?
The front porch. Humanity’s place of respite for centuries. The Greeks called it ροετσς, the Romans, portum romanum. Dumas loved so much the leisure of reclining at the front of his house that he named his musketeer Porthos for the place, and even allowed his heroes a rest there:
Bravery is always respected, even in an enemy. The Musketeers saluted Bicarat with their swords, and returned…to…the porch…intoxicated with joy.
Here at Microwave Mansion we have a very comfortable porch, not too small like some, and not encumbered by overlarge porch swings, like others. It is a porch Dumas himself would be comfortable in, and where I wish he sometimes were, that we could joust and drink lemonade in the most friendly manner. En garde!
That’s right:
