It was the only thought, which was able to my head clouded by intoxication. However, the true explanation is not difficult to find. While I had no desire to see Florence, her father feared I considered reasonable. It seemed to me absurd from the minute as a result of an unsuccessful hunt metiska became for me the necessary compensation. "Van Van Beck Beck ... ..." - I whispered, shrugging. I was already in a state where, gesticulating, talking to himself. "Van Beck still not the Emperor of China! And even the Chinese Emperor can not stop me to finish the night with Florence! She loves me, and for too long I left it unattended. "