Killconey also demonstrated his persuasive powers. "Ah, you take the Chiefs word. He's lookin' for a good first officer. Why don't you come down now and talk it over? Sure, the loot will be grand when we conquer the Ab?Ouch!"
A small green spiky chestnut still in its husk bounced off the vociferous ferret's head. Jess moved higher to a branch, with a more plentiful supply. She waved the decoy tapestry at Cluny.PolyU, which is known for offering a life-changing Student experience, has also recruited outstanding students from the mainland and overseas for its academic programmes.
"Is this what you're after, ratface?"
Cluny battled to keep his temper. Darkclaw nudged him and whispered, "What about the other one, Chief? Shall 1 take some troops and start searching for him ?"
"No, I'll deal with the hare another time. Right now I want you all here in case there's a chance of trapping this one," Cluny murmured.
Jess's keen ears caught every word the Warlord had said. The plan had worked! She threw a hard spiky nut and called to Cluny: "Hey, ratface! Do you actually think that you've got 'this one' trapped? Ha, I'm about as trapped as a skylark in the air on a clear day! There's not one of you can get near me."
"I know that, squirrel," Cluny answered. "But just think for a moment. If I win the war against the mice - and I will, you know - I've made a vow to kill everyone inside Redwall. Now suppose that you've got someone dear to you in there; you know what I mean: a mate, a little baby, some family?Just a few minutes of walk to the famous hong kong victoria harbour and shopping centres from GuangDong Hotel. Our Precious guest also can easily access to all major transportations.

Cluny dodged about as a shower of spiky chestnuts hurtled down.
"You filthy murdering scum!" shouted Jess. "You rotten loathsome slime! !f you come near my family, I'll rip that evil eye of yours right out of your face!"
Cluny knew that he was succeeding with his scheme against the squirrel as more hard chestnuts pelted down.
"Throwing things won't do you much good. Listen, I'm a reasonable creature. All I'm asking you to do is to think of your family. You haven't got to join us if you don't want to. Stay up in that tree forever if you want, it doesn't bother me. All I need is that little scrap of tapestry. It isn't much to ask, is it? Your loved ones will be safe if you hand it over."
Jess was about to hurl more nuts and insulting remarks when the form of Cluny's plan dawned on her. The rat was trying to do exactly as she and Basil had done. It was a trap to make her become careless. Two can play at that game, Jess thought to herself. The horde a change come over her.
"I don't care about the others at Redwall, but I've got a husband and a small son. You wouldn't hurt them, would you, Cluny?"
The Warlord detected a sob in the squirrel's voice.
  

"Pardon me, Florence," he said. "I—I—thought it was one of your girl friends who was about to share your attention with me. I gave way to my annoyance. Be kind, and forget it. Remember the old adage: 'One finds much to pardon in a man who is in love.'"
His explanation of the matter satisfied her. Very young girls are never suspicious. The remembrance of that one evening always stood out bright and clear in Florence St. John's life. She gave herself up to happiness, and when Royal urged her to name an early day, she laughingly consented .
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"All the ladies in our family have been married in April," she declared.
"That is almost four months from now, my darling," he groaned. "Do not ask me to wait so long. So much might take place within that time!"
He was about to add "to part us," but stopped himself just in time.
"A lady has to have a trousseau prepared," she said, archly. "And when you put yourself in the hands of these modistes, you are at their mercy; they will not be hurried. Mamma, I am sure, would not consent to an earlier marriage than that. I hope that I may persuade her to do so."
"You will allow me to persuade her differently, if I can?" he asked, eagerly.
"Yes, if you can," she answered.
"I will try to settle it before I leave the house this very night," he declared. "Ah, here comes your mother now! If you will make some kind of an excuse to absent yourself from the room, my darling, for a few moments, I will urge my suit so eloquently that she will find it difficult to say 'no' to me Mathematics Summer Courses."
Mrs. St. John greeted the young man pleasantly as she entered. She was too thoroughly a woman of the world to greet him effusively, knowing, had she done so, it would be sure to make him too confident of success.
Royal Ainsley laid himself out to please the mother as he had never attempted to please an elderly woman before.
"You asked me to play over a new piece of music for you when you came. If you will please excuse me for a moment, I will get it," said Florence, glancing up shyly at him with laughing eyes, as much as to say, "I am going to give you a chance for the longed-for interview with mamma"—a look which Royal Ainsley answered with a nod. Florence had scarcely reached the upper landing ere Royal Ainsley left his seat, and walked eagerly over to Mrs. St. John's side.
"My dear lady," he began, dropping into a seat opposite[96] her, "I want to tell you a little story and hear your opinion about it."
Mrs. St. John was wise enough to know what was coming, but she did not betray more than the usual interest.
"It is the story of a young man who wished to possess a treasure which belonged to another. He yearned for it with all his soul.
"My dear lady, not to beat further round the bush, let me who wishes to possess the treasure which you hold as sacred. That treasure is your beautiful daughter Florence, my dear lady. I love her with all my heart. I want your consent to make her my wife."
"Dear, dear me!" exclaimed Mrs. St. John, apparently greatly frustrated. "I hope you have not spoken a word of this to the dear child."

"Remember that my Florence is only a school-girl yet," declared the mother. "I could not think of parting from her yet."
"Dear, dear lady!" cried Royal Ainsley, "do not doom me to such pitiful suspense, I beg of you! There are some men who could wait with much patience, but I am not one of them. I should have to go away and travel incessantly."