Janus gave them to me. Perfect arrows, well designed
for their purpose. Plainly they belonged to Cupid. Talked to
Zeus about it, and I delivered them to Cupid the very next day."
TGD was taken aback. In spite of Ate's reputation he recognized
some semblance of truth in the words.
Cupid denied all. "Never received them from Ate. Never even saw
Ate. Dastardly lie, that's all. Finger pointing! Would ruin my
reputation! Ridiculous!"
Sitting quietly TGD listened, nodded. "Lovely place you have
here. Would you show me the house?"
"Delighted," Cupid smiled. "I decorated it myself."
Demo found himself blushing at the many statues and pictures.
They had plainly been developed with Cupid's tastes in mind.
TGD, however, had other things in mind.
"You've no mail slot in your front door."
"No, I'm a bit old fashioned. Mailbox is down by the road.
Retains something of the old rural atmosphere, you know."
They wandered through the house, from one erotic treasure to
another. Then they walked outside.
TGD admired the lawn, the trees, the white picket fence. He
opened the gate, reached in the mailbox, and extracted a
package. "Here, my boy. Your arrows."
Demo's eyes widened.
"Astounding, my dear TGD! But, how did you know? The mailbox?
No mail is being delivered!"
"Elementary, friend Demo. Of course you knew no mail was being
delivered. I know that. Cupid knows that. So Cupid doesn't
bother to check his mail.
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