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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=474002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Aide</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=474002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Aide</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=474002" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The swimming pool’s wall was decked out with Swiss <br>flags making the scene solemn and legal, Charles, his <br>real name Herbert, but he thought Charles have him <br>an royal air, was leading an alabaster skinned, thin <br>woman into the pool, she was naked save from a pair <br>of heavy, leaded boots. They waded to the deep till <br>submerged, he had instructed her not to hold her <br>breath, but just let it happen it would be quicker that<br>way. But she held her breath till bubbles came out of <br>her mouth and nostrils and her struggle to reach to <br>the surface ended and she looked like a rare sea plant<br>swaying gently in the flow. Charles got out of <br>the pool his job done, elderly now, but with a body <br>that would make a suit or uniform look good, he had <br>the contented air of a man who had found his proper <br>vocation in life.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a></strong></div>