were walking through these streets, when a young girl suddenly ran past them ,carrying a large bottle .
stop there ,girl number twenty , called Mr.tom . where are you going in that great hurry ?
i am taking this to father ,sir. replied the girl.
Drink , said Mr.tom ,looking at the bottle in her hand .
oh,no,sir. answered the girl . it is Nine Oils. to rub father with. our people always use it when they get hurt in the ring .
Lazy , useless people , said mr.tom