I strolled out of the door nearly all night yesterday, and knocked continuedly and patiently, the voice had been almostly husky, but the bedroom was still dark and whisht. Though advising her in earnest already half an hour,  she never made a concession, seemingly let me would stand the night at the saloon.

I didnt make a mistake considering myself, yet went to suffer the punishment. why? i was only watched the sports out, when the amusing games finished, and the door had been locked.

Maybe because of the ball ? the ball took me stand out, and suffered all that.

Yeas, the ball should be the arch-criminal.