The Winsome Wildcat

Being a private investigator means two things. You can be sure you'll run into trouble and you can never be sure you get out of it. Well, there's not much you can do about it, I guess. Except, like Julie always says, Walk softly, Peter Troy.

And now, Peter Troy investigates the win some wildcat. In Montreal, on Xamemet, this gal was a lady all in wrestler. Her name was Gerda, and she was built like one. And there was sweet charming Felicity from Winnipeg.

She rode a motorbike in the wall of death for kicks. Now me, I don't go for dames making with a danger bid. I like them warm and cozy and helpless and very, very feminine. Well, Rachel was all of those things and she had a figure that had knocked your eyes out.

But by profession, Rachel was a lady lion tamer. Yeah, that's right, a lady lion tamer. of the Bentley Brothers circus and currently packing them in at Earl's court. Now Rachel was, no she had what's the expression I'm running for? Oh yeah, yeah. Rachel was a winsome. Now Webster's dictionary describes it as being pleasant, delightful, attractive,

agreeable and engaging. That describes you to a T, Rachel. How sweet of you to say that, George. An ideal qualification for becoming a wife. Please don't let start on that again. Darling, I've told you. I know, I know.

But the thought of you... Please. Oh, alright. Let's leave things as they are. It's nice this way. Nice and uncomplicated. Well, at least give up your job here at the circus. No. Are you going into that cage full of cats every night? The lions and I understand each other.