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Manchester City winger Martin Petrov has expressed his frustration at being left on the bench. The Bulgarian missed out on the 1-1 draw at Villa Park on Monday despite bagging a goal and an assist against West Ham the week before, and is beginning to lose patience at Eastlands. Petrov, who signed from Atletico Madrid in 2007, pointed at his number after his goal against the Hammers, but the 30-year-old insists it was not aimed at manager Mark Hughes. "No, I didn't do it for him (Hughes)," he said. "I did it for my wife because she forgot my number. "When they give me a chance I give my best. I think I've shown that I deserve a place in the starting line-up but it's up to him. "It's not a pleasant situation. I'm a professional and I'm observing my obligations but it doesn't rest well with me." The Bulgarian is currently preparing for his country's last two World Cup qualifiers against Cyprus and Georgia, which they must win to have a chance of a play-off place.
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The Fabrication of a New Actuator Based on the Flexoelectric Effect
S. Baskaran[1], S. Thiruvannamalai[1], N. Ramachandran[1], F.M. Sebastian[1], and J.Y. Fu[1]
[1]State University of New York at Buffalo, Buffalo, New York, USA
This paper presents a novel methodology towards the design, analysis, and the fabrication process involved in developing a cost effective method to create a piezoelectric actuator by means of the flexoelectric effect. The basic physical equations of the flexoelectric effect and the qualitative analysis of the flexoelectric actuator are done using COMSOL Multiphysics. This effect is used to align ...
Simulation of DC Current Sensor
K. Suresh, B.V.M.P.S. Kumar, U.V. Kumar, M. Umapathy, and G. Uma
National Institute of Technology Tiruchirapalli, Tamil Nadu, India
A proximity DC current sensor using of a piezo sensed and actuated cantilever beam with a permanent magnet mounted at its free end is designed and simulated in COMSOL Multiphysics. The change in resonant frequency of cantilever is a measure of the current through the wire. The sensor is found to be linear with good sensitivity.
Magnetic Nanoparticles for Novel Granular Spintronic Devices
A. Regtmeier[1], A. Weddemann[2], I. Ennen[3], and A. Hütten[1]
[1]Dept. of Physics, Thin Films and Physics of Nanostructures, Bielefeld University, Bielefeld, Germany
[2]Dept. of Elect. Eng. and Comp. Science, Lab. for Electromagnetic and Electronic Syst., MIT, Cambridge, MA
[3]Institute of Solid State Physics, Vienna University of Technology, Vienna, Austria
Superparamagnetic nanoparticles have a wide range of applications in modern electric devices. Recent developments have identified them as components for a new type of magnetoresistance sensor. We propose a model for the numeric evaluation of the sensor properties. Based on the solutions of the Landau-Lifshitz-Gilbert equation for a set of homogeneously magnetized spheres arranged in highly ...
Modeling an electric cell actuator and loudspeaker using COMSOL Multiphysics
W. J. Wu
NTU Nano-Bio MEMS Group
National Taiwan University,
This presentation presented the following: * The building of an FEA model of an electric cell actuator using COMSOL Multiphysics * Validation of this model through the AVID and ESPI measurement systems * The building of an FEA model of an electric loudspeaker using COMSOL Multiphysics * Validation of this model throughan acoustic measurement systems This paper is in Chinese.
Study of Fluid Dynamics and Heat Transfer in MEMS Structures
S. N. Das[1], G. Bose[2]
[1]Centurion University of Technology and Managment, Jatani, Bhubaneswar, Orissa, India
[2]Institute of Technical Education and Research, SOA University, Bhubaneswar, Orissa, India
This paper describes the characteristics of MEMS microchannel and various issues of its designing. Here the major parameters are pressure drop and heat transfer rate. Various structures are modeled and optimized to get a minimum pressure drop and maximum heat transfer rate. The simulation results provide the characterization for Temperature, Mass flow rate, Pressure drop and Reynolds number. Here ...
Plasmonics of Nano-Gaps
T. Hutter[1], S. Mahajan[2], S. R. Elliott[1]
[1]University of Cambridge, Cambridge, UK
[2]University of Southampton, Southampton, UK
Plasmons, i.e. the collective oscillations of electrons in a metallic nano-structure, lead to strong light scattering, absorption and an enhancement of the local electromagnetic field. In this work, the local electric-field enhancement in a system of dielectric nanoparticles placed very near to a metallic substrate is studied and discussed. Finite-element numerical simulations were used in ...
Particle Flow Control by Magnetically Induced Dynamics of Particle Interactions
F. Wittbracht[1], A. Weddemann[1], A. Auge[1], and A. Hütten[1]
[1]Department of Physics, Thin Films and Physics of Nanostructures, Bielefeld University, Bielefeld, Germany
In this work, we show that dipolar magnetic coupling can be used to control the particle flow through microfluidic structures without changing the state of motion of the carrier liquid. Also no external magnetic gradient fields are employed; the total external magnetic force applied is therefore zero. The theoretical idea will be tested experimentally. Here, additional effects originating from ...
Simulation of Surface Stress Effect on Mechanical Behaviour of Silicon Microcantilever
A. Ricci, E. Giuri, and C. Ricciardi
LATEMAR, Italy
Microcantilevers made of crystal silicon are probably the most diffused type of MEMS because of their simple fabrication and their vast applications. In this presentation we treat the mechanical behaviour of silicon mirocantilevers, and also give an overview of the many application areas that these apply to.
Contactless Excitation of MEMS Resonant Sensors by Electromagnetic Driving
M. Baù[1], V. Ferrari[1], and D. Marioli[1]
[1]Department of Electronics for Automation, University of Brescia, Brescia, Italy
A contactless electromagnetic principle for the excitation of mechanical vibrations in resonant structures has been investigated. The principle relies on no specific magnetic property of the resonator except electrical conductivity and can be adopted for employing the structures as resonant sensors for measurements either in environments not compliant with the requirements of active electronics ...
Exploitation of Laminar Flow for Cell-Based Assays
M. F. Santillo1, and A. G. Ewing1,2
1Department of Chemistry, Pennsylvania State University, University Park, PA, USA
2Department of Chemistry, Göteborg University, Göteborg, Sweden
A microfluidic device for performing multiplexed cell bioassays has been successfully developed. The device takes advantage of laminar flow and hydrodynamic focusing in order to selectively load cells into various culture chambers and address cells with pharmacological agents. Both computational fluid dynamics (CFD) simulations and fluorescence microscopy illustrate how fluid flow can be ...

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Mar 4, 2015
A deadline of selling rentals and stockpiling depth picks was expected, until the Columbus Blue Jackets came calling with an offer too good to be true. Somehow, Toronto got out of the David Clarkson era relatively unscathed. Last summer, the Leafs signed three effective top-nine forwards who can each play up and down the line-up, at every forward position, drive play, play on the PK, and chip in 25+ points. Combined, Leo Komarov, Daniel Winnik and Mike Santorelli accounted for a $5.7M cap hit. On his own, David Clarkson made $5.25M. This season Clarkson will finish with fewer points than each despite...
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It could fairly be depicted as a seller's market this past deadline season, but only in the context of cap uncertainty going forward, with the big unknowns of whether the players will opt for the escalator and where the upper limit might track with the strength of the Canadian dollar. The result? A heavy majority of deals around the deadline featured expiring contracts or at the most one more year of term on the player's contract. See for yourself: The probability of Dion Phaneuf or Phil Kessel moving going into the deadline, if the Leafs had any designs on getting decent value, was next...
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Li is the co-founder, Chairman and CEO of Baidu Inc., the largest Chinese search engine company, which is listed on NASDAQ with a closing price at 397.53 U.S. dollars per share and market value at 13.76 billion dollars Tuesday.
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PUNXSUTAWNEY — March 26, teams and individuals took part in the annual "Bowl for Kids' Sake" to enable mentoring for local youth through Big Brothers Big Sisters of Jefferson County (BBBS).
To participate in the bowling event, each member had to raise a minimum of $35. Each individual who raised $50 was rewarded with a T-shirt. Further, the participant who raised the most money was awarded the top prize donated by local businesses. This year, the top prize package consisted of a Sony digital camera.
Attendants enjoyed two games, as well as food, entertainment and prizes.
PUNXSUTAWNEY — As passage of the 2011-12 Pennsylvania budget looms, the Punxsutawney Area School District is seeking to keep funds in check as it eyes a possible loss of almost $2 million, should Gov. Tom Corbett's proposed budget pass.
A period of discussion focused on a building and grounds vehicle, which has seemingly been replaced with a vehicle that has fewer than 2,000 miles on it after two years, board member Bob Pascuzzo said.
Phil Heitzenrater, maintenance supervisor, said he would like to keep a 1994 GMC, citing it as more of an asset instead of selling it.
HOLLIDAYSBURG — Inside and out, the Punxsy boys' tennis team couldn't catch a break Monday afternoon in Hollidaysburg.
The Chucks (0-2) were unable to hang with District VI foe Hollidaysburg, as the Golden Tigers earned a 7-0 victory at home.
Unlike in District IX play, which includes five singles matches and four doubles matches, Monday's contest featured four singles matches and three doubles matches. Punxsy and Hollidaysburg also played pro sets to 10 points, rather than the usual two-set, first-to-six matches.
INDIANA — The Lively Arts at Indiana University of Pennsylvania will bring award-winning actor, dancer, singer and humanitarian Bernadette Peters as next season's Helwig Distinguished Artist.
 Peters will open the new 2011-12 Lively Arts touring artist season with a performance at 8 p.m. Sept. 15 in Fisher Auditorium of IUP's Performing Arts Center.
 Peters' appearance will mark the 18th for a Helwig Distinguished Artist since the program endowment was created in 1987 by Punxsutawney native and Indiana resident Florence Lattimer Helwig in honor of her late husband, Wilfred E. Helwig.
PUNXSUTAWNEY — Although Easter is the holiday that is approaching, it may seem more like Christmas to the American troops in Afghanistan and Iraq who receive any of the care packages or "goodie boxes" being prepared and shipped abroad thanks to the generous response of area residents to a  campaign sponsored by the Jefferson County chapter of the Pennsylvania Association of School Retirees (PASR).Â
Etta L. Kramer, 78, Punxsutawney, died Sunday, April 3, 2011, at Mulberry Square Elder Care and Rehabilitation Center.
She was born Feb. 23, 1933, in Troutville, the daughter of the late William and Virginia (Frantz) Kramer.
In September 1950, she married Charles Kramer, who preceded her in death June 16, 1987.
Mrs. Kramer was a dental assistant and a member of the Valley Chapel United Methodist Church in Juneau.
Mary Leotta Reiter, 79, Big Run, died Sunday, April 3, 2011, at DuBois Nursing Home.
She was born Aug. 7, 1931, in Bell Township, a daughter of the late Russell Vern and Ethlyn Ruth (Nupp) Timblin.
March 5, 1954, she married Kenneth Olan Reiter, who preceded her in death Aug. 15, 2007.
Mrs. Reiter was a member of St. Phillips United Methodist Church, where she had also been a Sunday School teacher.
She had previously worked in the chenille department at Standard Pennant.
James Ronald "Papa Ron" Stiver, 67, Anita, passed away Saturday, April 2, 2011, at Punxsutawney Area Hospital.
Mr. Stiver was born May 29, 1943, in Punxsutawney, a son of the late James H. and Dolores (Noerr) Stiver.
April 17, 1963, he married Andrea C. (Zeedick) Stiver, who survives, of Anita. They were married for nearly 48 years.
Mr. Stiver was a lifetime member of the McCalmont Township Fire Company and was a truck driver for Regent Trucking Company. He was known for his great sense of humor. He was a loving husband, father and grandfather who will be greatly missed.
WEST MIFFLIN — Led by one medal winner, nine members of the Punxsy girls' track and field team competed in snowy and cold conditions at the Tri-State Track Coaches Association Outdoor Championship Meet Saturday at West Mifflin High School.
Sophomore Alexis Young earned a seventh-place medal in the 1,600-meter run, as she finished with a time of 5:45.1.
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"The Scots couldn't do it, but Harvard will!" Commemorating the Head of the Charles regatta which was fantastic this year, and our fun rivalry with England, we have been serving The Beaten Englishman cocktail. Made with Beefeater Gin, Campari, King Ginger, Cointreau and a splash of lime juice, The Beaten Englishman is served straight up in a martini glass with an orange peel garnish, and is available at Beacon Hill Hotel & Bistro throughout the entire month of October 2014.
What better way to enjoy a leisurely and possibly even sultry summer day or evening than eating bistro-fare al fresco? Beginning May 15th, 2014, surprise that special someone with a gourmet meal of your choosing. Guests pick from our normal lunch and dinner menus and need only call 1-hour ahead to place their order "Picnic Style." Your meal will be tucked away in a rustic picnic basket along with a blanket for leisurely picnic-dining. Grab that special someone and get outside! Available Monday through Friday from 11:30AM to 3:00PM, and during our dinner hours seven days a week.
Please call 617-723-7575 for reservations.
How many movies have been made about ups and downs of Thanksgiving Day? Why not ease your life and leave the cooking to us! On Thursday, November 28th, join us at Beacon Hill Hotel & Bistro. Celebrate with your friends and family in our dining room. From 1:00PM to 10:00PM, we will be serving a multi-course holiday feast ($61 per person, optional wine pairing for $29) with choices to satisfy everyone in your party. No slumped shoulders or un-enticed palates. And no dishwasher duty. Reservations are necessary and can be made by calling 617-723-7575.
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Since we opened our fireplace bar eight years ago, we have held aside certain special nuggets of pleasure solely for our bar menu. Smaller plates which married well with our cocktails and wine by the glass. After hearing for years, "Wouldn't it be nice if those items were available in the dining room as well…", we have changed our menu to do just that. Our new, and newly formatted, menu not only integrates the two separate menus, it gives new emphasis to Executive Chef Josh Lewin's delicious and creative appetizers. While your favorite dishes are still there, there is much much more. Come on in and give it a try!
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We've joined more than 100 other restaurants in the James Beard Foundation's (JBF) Taste America® Local Dish Challenge. Restaurant go-ers nationwide are showing their local pride by participating in this social media-driven competition, which is part of the James Beard Foundation's Taste America®: "Local Flavor from Coast to Coast," 10-city tour exploring America's diverse culinary diversity in Boston, Chicago, Las Vegas, Los Angeles, Miami, New York City, Philadelphia, Phoenix, San Francisco, Washington, D.C., September 20 through October 19, 2013.
Chef Josh Lewin has chosen to feature chilled corn and dill veloute, pickled clams, fennel and pink peppercorn brittle ($9) to showcase the best of the local food scene in Boston, MA, from September 1 through October 31, 2013. Beacon Hill Hotel & Bistro will donate $1 from each dish sold to the JBF Taste America® Education Drive, which supports JBF's educational programs on topics surrounding our country's food system. Help us win the local competition and raise funds for the Pine Street Inn by ordering the dish and posting a picture of it on Instagram using: #JBFTasteamerica and the hashtag of your city.
Example: "Just had this savory #jbftasteamerica dish from @jlewin @beaconhillhotel featuring delicious local produce in #Boston."
This summer, we are celebrating all the tastes and flavors New England has to offer with a brand new seasonal menu. Executive Chef Josh Lewin has revamped the menu to feature everything from a Lobster Roll with Spiced Crème Fraiche, Heirloom Corn Polenta, Local Egg and Summer Pickle, to Brooks Cloud Farm Lamb, Fresh Cranberry Beans, Pickled Fidlleheads and East Coast Halibut in Kombu Broth, Leeks, Potato, Puffed Rye. With an emphasis on the wide array of ingredients coming straight from local farms and fishermen, these delicious dishes will more than satisfy and won't be available forever. So enjoy these fantastic flavors while you can! Pictured: House Made Merguez Sausage, Potato Turnip Salad, Spicy Bread Crumb
In celebration of the Fourth of July, we are exercising our independence and going all-American this Thursday, July 4th, 2013. From 5:30PM to 11:00PM we are celebrating all things "4″ by offering a 4-course seasonally inspired meal for $44 per person (tax and gratuity not included). Located just steps from the Esplanade, start your celebrations early with Chef Lewin's menu featuring Grilled Asparagus with Gremolata & Sauce Gribiche; Fresh Pasta, Woodbury's Clams, Peas & House Made Ham and; Spiced Lamb Sausage with Potato Turnip Salad and Sourdough Crumb. End on a sweet note before the famed Boston Pops perform and the iconic firework display with our Mixed Berry Shortcake. 4 courses for $44 on the 4th? Why not grab a few friends and make it a party of 4? Space is limited and reservations are recommended. Regular menu also available.
For reservations please call us at 617-723-7575
Soft shell crab season is traditionally marked with the first full moon in May, when the blue crab begins to shed its outer shell to accommodate for its summer growth. During this molting stage, the blue crab is monitored closely before the shell starts to harden again to make sure consumers receive the highest quality crabs. At Beacon Hill Hotel & Bistro, Lewin approaches all his culinary ventures by incorporating fresh and local ingredients and will be serving Corn Meal Fried Soft Shell Crab with Arabic Salad and Za'atar Gremolata Yogurt ($14) beginning Monday, May 6th, 2013.
As we move toward Spring, we are constantly updating our menu to include the best that our excellent cadre of dedicated growers, farmers and cheesemakers have to offer. We at Beacon Hill Hotel & Bistro are especially proud of these close working relationships.


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Google's spell begins to fade
Le Guin points out that even decades into the digital content economy, much of how operations such as Google expect to get paid still makes little or no sense.
Take even simple things such as libraries. She points out that most are subject to some sort of digital content management scheme that limits downloads of ebooks. The idea is to protect sales of physical and virtual books, which makes some sense. But Google still struggles to find a means for valuing said print content. And she doubts a workable model is anywhere close.
"To solve it will take a complete and painful rethinking and re-organisation of the whole publishing industry," she wrote.
That's a reworking that is nowhere near complete. In fact, Google seems to be wandering off into bizarre new publishing lands. The operation has started testing -- get ready for this -- charging for published material. I kid you not, beginning in October, the Mountain View, Calif., software firm started quietly tinkering with a micropayments tool that enables transactions for premium digital content. The tool works as part of its Google Wallet technology.
"Google Wallet for content is an experiment to see if users will be prepared to pay for individual Web pages if the buying process is sufficiently easy," the company says. That from the same operation that openly gobbles up vast amounts of books, news and printed material and tosses it all up digitally for nada. What's forcing Google to reinvent itself? A quick look at its recent financials explains why. Revenue may have jumped about 15% or so from the first to second quarter of 2012. But during the same period, operating expenses jumped by about 25%. With business performance like that, it won't take long for this business to lose its spell over markets. Which is exactly Le Guin's point. "Why are people so defensive about electronic technology? Do they really think the Luddite hordes are coming after them with burning torches?" she wrote earlier this year. "Love me, love my iPad? Oh, come on. Grow up!" Amen, sister. Amen.Check Out Our Best Services for Investors
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i mean, holy crap, some of them are creepy as hell
and some are downright offensive.
one add has picutre of a horribly obese woman, another of a guy with a huge and split belly 0_o
and another is a bra with scissors saying "click to cut".
who is in charge of these adds? can't we have more user friendly adds like "buy pepsi cola" or something?


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Post match reaction from Selhurst Park
Freedman quietly confident after Crystal Palace won the 1st leg of the Carling Cup semi final 1 - 0. City boss Malky Mackay was not happy that Kenny Millers perfectly good goal was disallowed.
Palace boss Dougie Freedman hailed the character of his team in a week when a virus has swept through Selhurst Park.
He said: "We showed character and determination. Anthony was fantastic defensively - his qualities are there to be seen - but we all worked hard for the clean sheet.
"It might be the crucial goal. We have got a team set up to win away from home. We'll go there quietly confident and it'll be a very interesting game."
Bluebirds boss Malky Mackay was unimpressed with referee Mike Dean's decision to rule out a Cardiff equaliser.
Kenny Miller (pictured) headed in from a corner in the second half but Dean had already whistled, apparently for a foul on Palace goalkeeper Julian Speroni.
The Scot explained: "The referee not giving a goal is a surprise to me.
"I've looked at it again and again, maybe he has got in his mind he should have given a goal-kick rather than a corner and tried to rectify that.
"But he's had an absolute howler with that one. You don't level one thing up with another...play goes on.
"So I'm disappointed with that but there's still all to play for. I thought to a man we were tremendous tonight and overall I'm very proud of them.
"I thought we dominated play, were very bright and had countless chances, but it's only half-time now.
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Wish my CHB blog was still active. Then I could point to my story about the retirement crisis from 2-3 years ago and say I told you so.
Or my piece on the "urban prairies of Detroit" or how about that piece on how Obama would follow Bush Doctrine, expand the war in the Middle East, continue torture, and crank up the warrant-less wiretaps?
It was all there, years ago and no one would listen.
FYI, I love how the AP writers blame the boomers for the situation they are in. Have to wonder if the AP writers know about the plan to seize the pensions and 401(k)'s and this is their way of encouraging people back into the market. The only ones in the market now are institutional investors and the banks. Mainstreet has been sidelined.


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"They're selling well?" Farleigh asked eagerly. "What else does the letter say?"
"Nothing much," I replied. "Just that Mr. Orange will be requiring more dresses from you soon."
Farleigh was grinning as she tucked into her sandwich. I had learned that her favourite type of sandwich had a filling exclusively of dandelions. She had quite the appetite for such a young mare, and she managed to get through three before she finally licked the crumbs from her lips, pushing her plate towards me and hinting that she had finished.
"You can wash it up," I said, and she paused for a moment, perhaps thinking to refuse. She obviously understood that objecting wasn't fair, however, as she did as she was told, running hot water onto the plate and then drying it off with a towel. When finished, she sat opposite me, scooping Artemis back up into her lap.
"Oh, there is one more thing that the letter says," I added. She cocked her head dubiously to the side and I continued: "I'm going to be visiting one of Mr. Orange's factories later today. He wants me to see how production is coming along."
"Where is the factory?" Farleigh inquired.
"The outskirts of Manehattan," I replied. "I understand that you don't want to go anywhere near Manehattan, though, and so I'm sure that's why Mr. Orange didn't invite you as well."
She seemed to be disappointed, surprisingly. "Can I tag along?" she asked hopefully. "I made the dresses; I should be able to see what happened to them. I still don't really understand how this business thing is working."
The letter had given me an additional instruction that I read all too late: not to show it to Farleigh, as Mr. Orange had explained that, now that she had proven to be a success, he couldn't let her return to her family. And, as both Mr. Orange and myself now knew, Farleigh's father was in Manehattan. Bringing her along and that close to her father could cause some issues. However, she had entered the room while I had been opening the letter, and I had been unable to keep her from wanting to know all about its contents. And, in addition, I did believe that Farleigh had a point: she had more claim to the product than I did. Furthermore, Mr. Orange had mentioned in the letter that we would be greeted by an associate of his rather than himself: if that was the case, then perhaps taking Farleigh along wouldn't be a problem after all.
"Can I come?" she asked. "Please?"
"If I said no, what would you do?" I asked, half-jokingly.
"I'd sit around all day, really bored," she shrugged. "Maybe I'd go for a walk around town with Artemis."
Alarm bells began to ring in my head. Her face was still on newspapers as a missing mare, and the authorities were still looking for her. She had no idea about any of that, because I'd found ways to keep her inside the boutique for the majority of the time that she had been staying with me. However, allowing her to walk around town alone was a recipe for disaster: it would only take one pony to recognise her and then everything would come out. Using that logic, I reasoned that taking her with me might not be the worst idea: as long as she was with me, I could make sure that she remained unrecognised.
We would be getting picked up by a private carriage, according to the letter, which would allow for us to escape public eyes that would be on other modes of transport, such as trains. I could see more advantages in taking her with me than leaving her behind, and so I cast her a smile, explained that she could come, and then asked her to dress herself.
She had, in between making dresses for Mr. Orange, made a couple for herself. They were far less elaborate but had a quaint charm of their own, and it meant that I didn't have to raise suspicion by purchasing clothes for a young mare. She skipped from the room her limp had now healed, it seemed in order to get dressed upstairs in her room. I had to refer to the room she was sleeping in as 'her' room now, rather than the 'spare' room, as she had been sleeping in there for a week. I found her presence to be oddly comforting, despite her invasion of my private retreat. As I waited for her my eyes settled upon Artemis, who had been placed on the table by Farleigh before she had rushed off upstairs. The small plush was watching me, as usual, but saying nothing. She only spoke to Farleigh, it seemed.
I turned the plush toy away from me, finding her to be unsettling, and then finished the sandwich that I had started before opening the letter. I figured that I had some time to prepare, and I was right: after getting changed into a suit it took almost two hours for the carriage to arrive. It didn't appear to be anything fancy it was little more than a wagon and I didn't recognise the two stallions who were pulling it as I observed them from the window. I opened the door to leave the boutique, calling for Farleigh to follow. She had been sitting in the kitchen with me while we had been waiting, and so she appeared behind me quickly. She was more excited about this trip than I was, and I wasn't entirely sure why.
We left the boutique and approached the carriage. The door opened and inside was a mildly familiar pony: the stocky individual who had visited me weeks ago and had 'convinced' me to work for Mr. Orange. He was the only stallion inside the carriage, sitting on one side of the bench. He instructed me to sit opposite him, but as I moved he caught a glimpse of Farleigh behind me.
"The boss said not to bring the girl," he said bluntly.
I looked back to Farleigh.
"She won't cause any problems," I said. "I think it's safer if we bring her with us."
"Ponies are still looking for her in Ponyville, and I'm running out of ways to keep her inside while we wait for more dress orders," I explained quietly. The stallion looked over my shoulder, down to the girl, and then sighed, giving a conclusive nod.
"You can come, Farleigh," I said, and she obviously enjoyed being included, as she eagerly reached a hoof out to me so that I could help her into the carriage. She sat on the same side as me, curling up behind her mane. She was nervous in the presence of this bulky stallion, and I could hardly blame her: I didn't trust him, and his deep, drawling voice put us both in a state of unease. We sat in silence as the carriage set off and we began our trip; the stallion was saying nothing, and neither of us fancied speaking out of line.
It wasn't until he lit up a pipe and began smoking out of the window that Farleigh made a noise: she coughed and spluttered in an overly-dramatic fashion, as if she was making a point about his smoking habits. The stallion narrowed his eyes and sat forwards, glaring at Farleigh with a confrontational frown and smoke still clinging to his breath.
"Have you got something to say?" the stallion growled.
"No, sir," she said timidly, shaking her head. "I just hate smoke."
He took a deep inhale of his pipe and then held it out the window, tipping it upside down and allowing the tobacco to fall on the roadside. He then slipped it back into his jacket pocket. He said nothing, but Farleigh was a lot happier now that smoke wasn't being blown into her face. I had decided to leave my own smoking apparatus and tobacco at home, since Farleigh had spoken to me about her dislike for it.
I took to looking out the window, although our surroundings were unfamiliar. We had crossed some sort of bridge in the carriage and were now travelling through a woodland area beside a stream on a dusty old road. It was there that the carriage stopped and the drivers took a five minute break, relieving themselves in the bushes and regaining their strength. I took the opportunity to get some fresh air alongside Farleigh, who was the first to get out and stretch her legs. Mr. Orange's employee followed, maintaining a slight distance but always keeping his eyes focused entirely on the both of us. He took his pipe out and started smoking it again, now that we were out of the confines of the carriage.
I caught up with Farleigh she had approached the river - and watched as she drank from it gracefully. I did the same, and found that the river flowed with particularly refreshing water: it was a lot purer than the water in the lakes around Ponyville. Farleigh gulped several mouthfuls and then lifted her head back, stretching out her hooves and sitting back on the grass for a minute or two.
"Who is the big guy?" she asked me. "Do you know him?"
"Not really," I replied through gulps of the river water. "He seems to just carry out Mr. Orange's tasks when Mr. Orange himself isn't around."
"Do you even know his name?" she asked, looking back over her shoulder to see him standing a little way off, still as a statue, watching the both of us.
"I wouldn't even be able to guess," I said.
She looked back over to him: he was wearing a long suit that covered most of his features, which gave little hint as to what his name might be. Even his cutie mark was covered.
"I have seen his cutie mark," I remembered, pulling back from the river and sitting beside her. "It's three little stick things with flames coming off of them."
"Three sticks? That sounds a bit like that symbol on the door of the boutique, only the one on the door isn't on fire," she thought out-loud, and I nodded. Whatever his cutie mark and those symbols meant, I wanted no part in it. She looked back to him but I urged her to do otherwise; I could see his annoyance growing each time that she glanced in his direction.
We were summoned back to the carriage when the drivers had rested. Mr. Orange's stallion instructed us to board first. He climbed in after, taking the same seat as before and slamming the door shut. The carriage began to move again, and conversation fell quiet, at least until Farleigh plucked up the guts to ask the stallion something that had been bothering her.
"What's your name?" she asked. "We were wondering."
The gruff stallion remained expressionless. "You shouldn't ask questions that don't require an answer," he replied in a dull manner.
"But what if we need to speak with you?" Farleigh asked. "By what name should we address you?"
"Believe me, kid," he replied, "the only time that we'll ever be talking is if I need to tell you something. Not the other way around."
Upon that note Farleigh fell silent again, curling up to the best of her ability. Another hour or so passed with only idle conversation uttered, and then the stallion spoke:
"We're almost there. When we arrive, don't say a word unless you're asked to. Whatever you do, don't mention the kid's name to anyone."
He had been speaking to me, but Farleigh nodded as well. From the window I could see a large grey building up ahead surrounded by mottled-green marshland. We were in the middle of nowhere, as far as I could tell. The letter had said that we'd be in the Manehattan outskirts, but this sort of terrain seemed different to any sort of Manehattan that I knew. The Manehattan I was familiar with was the awful city that I hated; these desolate wetlands weren't so bad.
The carriage eventually arrived at a metal gate, where the drivers explained who we were to a couple of dead-eyed guards. One approached the carriage and stuck his head through the window, counting us. He seemed confused but the drivers obviously had some way of convincing him that we were the right carriage, as we passed through with relative ease and settled against a wall where we were ordered to disembark. I was the first off, and then I helped Farleigh down. Our 'friend' followed, acknowledging a guard nearby. Farleigh stayed close to me, looking around in all directions: now that we were surrounded by stone walls, the factory suddenly seemed far less idyllic to us both.
"This way," Mr. Orange's thug said, leading us towards a door that took us into the factory. Inside I could see no guards, and the ones waiting outside hadn't followed us in, which was good. The stallion was walking quickly and Farleigh was struggling to keep up. I slowed my pacing down more to her level, so that she didn't get scared about being left behind. This annoyed the stallion, who had to wait every now and then for us to catch up. Eventually the winding corridors opened out into an enormous centre of production, where, down below, rows of workers were sitting at sewing machines and stitching fabric furiously.
I looked over the railing and Farleigh peered through the middle, not being tall enough to safely look over the top. Below she noticed that the workers were making dresses that looked surprisingly like the brown one that she had made. She nudged me with her back leg, pointing down. "Those are my dresses," she said. "I'm sure of it."
"Perhaps you could explain to us exactly what happens here?" I asked Mr. Orange's henchman. "I'm sure that Farleigh wants to know." In truth, so did I.
"Dresses that you make at your fancy boutique get sent here," he said. "We take that design and get all of these seamstresses to copy it. Then we sell them in cities across Equestria."
"Which cities?" I asked.
"Manehattan, right now," he replied, "but soon, all of them. Canterlot is next."
I knew little about Canterlot, having spent only brief periods of time there. It was the city of the elite in a way that even Manehattan could not rival. Property there was hugely expensive and most residents were related to nobility in at least some minor way. They were not as fickle with their fashion as Manehattan, I imagined, but they were obviously rich and therefore would only wear what was regarded to be in good taste. It was a difficult market to enter, and I was amazed that Farleigh's dresses were regarded as good enough for the high-end of the market. She was so young and inexperienced, and certainly no rival to my Rarity.
"There's a little legal matter," the stallion said. "It's regarding the name on the dresses." He was talking to Farleigh then, who looked up at him with obvious interest.
"They're not going to have your name on them," he said to Farleigh, "but you'll be given some of the proceeds."
"How much?" I interjected.
"Three per cent of the net-worth for every dress," he said. "Five when the girl agrees to the next stage."
"What's the next stage?" I said, moving in front of Farleigh instinctively to put a wedge between him and her.
"I'll talk to you alone," he said to me. Farleigh looked up pleadingly, but if he was only going to speak with me, I had to agree. I looked down to Farleigh and asked her to stand at the other end of the walkway above the factory floor below. She was reluctant, but I assured her that everything would be fine. Despite her best efforts to listen in, she trusted me, and she walked away from us far enough for him to speak with me in private.
"The girl wasn't meant to come today, but I guess it doesn't make any difference in the long-run," the stallion sighed, satisfied that Farleigh couldn't hear. "My employer wants her to work in this factory. He's seen what she can do and he's happy to go ahead, so it makes no sense in her working in a dried-up place like Ponyville. It's more direct if she works here."
"It's a long way to travel from Ponyville every day," I said, to which he laughed and shook his head.
"-Nah, she wouldn't be living in Ponyville. She'd be living here, at the factory. She'd wake, work and then sleep. Then the next day, she'd do it again."
"I don't think that she'll agree to that," I said coldly.
"My employer has explained to me that the girl never wants to go home. She'll do anything to avoid it. She's just a kid, so she'll do whatever the adults tell her to. If we say she either works here or we take her back to her home, she'll stay with us."
I didn't feel comfortable at all in giving Farleigh over to them. Under my supervision at Carousel Boutique she could at least work without fear and intimidation: here she would be alone, save for the faceless drones below and dangerous stallions such as this one.
"I wouldn't be so sure," I said, glancing over to Farleigh, who was leaning against the railing and humming a song to herself in a bored fashion. "I've spoken to her a lot recently, and I think she does want to go home soon. Mr. Orange's information seems to be a bit out of date."
"My employer told me," he replied, "that if we ran into any difficulties, I should explain to you that, should Farleigh stay here at the factory, you would no longer be obligated under his contract to continue working for him."
"You're saying that if Farleigh comes to work at the factory, I'd be free from all of this?"
"Listen," the stallion instructed. "Your contract to my employer began because he was promised a dress-maker who ended up producing no dresses. You were tasked with finding him another one. He has one now, so there's nothing else that he needs from you. You could even continue living at your boutique."
"I thought that Mr. Orange wanted to turn the boutique into a centre of production?"
"He's seeing a bigger picture now," he replied. "Convince the girl to stay at the factory and you can forget all about this. We were going to give you some time to do it, but as the girl is here, you can tell her now."
"Not now," I said boldly, speaking without really thinking, which caused him to grimace. "-I think I should tell her back at the boutique. If you were willing to wait anyway, can you give us a couple of days? It'll take some convincing to get her to agree to this."
"Two days?" he asked, and I nodded. He contemplated briefly and then agreed, holding his strong hoof out for me to shake. I did with obvious trepidation, although I had at least bought some time. Explaining this to Farleigh would be incredibly difficult. She must have noticed our hoof-shake, for she looked over to us and mouthed something to me about returning. I nodded and she approached.
"What did you discuss?" she asked. "What's the next stage that I have to agree to, or whatever?"
"I'll tell you when we get back home," I whispered. She needed to know, and I could see in her eyes that she was terrified that her future was being decided without her input. But she was a smart girl, and she knew better than to press the matter while we were there at the factory; I had said that I would explain back at the boutique, and she knew me to be a pony of my word.
We had seen all that we needed to see, and we were taken out of the factory and back to the carriage shortly after, where we were ordered into the same seats as before. The stallion went with us again, in order to keep a close eye on us during the return journey. We stopped for a short break again on the trip back, although it was not for the drivers; Farleigh needed to use the bathroom, and, after thinking about it, I did as well. We left the carriage and the stallion followed, although we walked off in different directions. Usually he would have asked us to stay together so that he could keep an eye on us, although for obvious reasons he couldn't ask the same of us then.
I looked back over my shoulder as Farleigh disappeared into a shrubby mass of bushes and foliage. A large part of me wanted her to run away and get out of that place, but it wasn't possible to communicate that to her, and I believed that she would be put into greater risk on an unfamiliar road in the middle of the evening. Soon it would be nightfall, and so running away wasn't a good idea. I passed water and then returned to the carriage, where the stallion was waiting with his pipe in his mouth again. Farleigh took a little longer to return; she had walked out further, perhaps more worried about being discovered than I had been.
When she eventually returned I climbed onto the carriage and helped her up. We sat in our usual spots and the stallion took his position opposite us both once more. The carriage set off moving again, and Farleigh shivered a little, cold from the approaching evening air.
"Are you cold?" I asked, and she nodded slowly. Instinctively I removed my jacket and placed it over her; it was large enough for her to use it as a blanket, and she thanked me with a gracious smile.
"But won't you be cold now?" she asked, and I shrugged: I had more body fat than she did, and so the cold was less of a concern to me.
She fell asleep shortly after being wrapped in my jacket, her head resting against my side. I lifted a hoof to allow her to bury her head in a little deeper, but I held myself back from stroking her soft, golden mane. He watched but said nothing, which prompted me to speak instead.
"So, is this you done for the night?" I asked. "Going home to a nice, warm bed and a loving family?"
The stallion chuckled, taking out his pipe and lighting it up. I wanted to tell him not to, but Farleigh was asleep anyway, and I didn't expect him to respect my wishes as he had hers: I was less valuable to his employer's business plan than Farleigh. The stallion puffed away at the mouth-piece and filled the carriage with smoke, although some of it did manage to escape out of the window.
"Do you really want to know what I'll be doing after this?" he drawled. I nodded hesitantly and he continued, smiling slightly: "-I have to visit a whore-house in Manehattan and chop the ear off of a stallion who has been a pain in my employer's ass for longer than he should have been. The slippery little bastard has been hard to track, but we got him now. And then, after disposing of the ear, I have to go down to the docks of the city and intercept a boat shipment at three in the morning. None of those ponies will be seeing their families again, or going home to the nice, warm bed you mentioned."
It was difficult to ascertain if he was speaking of his work with pride or reluctance. It was clear, however, that he viewed his job as just that: a job. I had no doubt that this pony was a trained killer, and suddenly I was very conscious of saying anything that might offend him. It was hard to get a reading on him; his appearance was intimidating but not entirely threatening, but at the same time there was that inherent fear that he was capable of anything. It's those types that you really have to watch out for. I gulped, wondering how to respond to him. Luckily for me, I didn't have to.
"Let me give you some advice," he said quite suddenly. "Get out of all of this while you can. I don't know what you're planning on telling the girl, but it would be in your best interest to get her to work for my employer at the factory. Then everything will be kept nice and tidy, and it'll make my job a whole lot easier. And you'd be able to forget all of it ever happened."
"Don't do anything stupid," he added, sitting back and finishing the last of the tobacco in his pipe. I reflected on his words and spent the rest of the journey in relative silence, keeping Farleigh close. We arrived back in Ponyville during the early night. I nudged Farleigh to wake her up. It took her a moment to realise where she was, but upon noticing that she had been leaning against me, she quickly pulled herself up and sat away from me, clearly embarrassed.
"Was your sleep sufficient?" I asked.
"It was okay," she replied, looking out of the window and noticing where we were. "That was a quick journey," she said, and I smiled. She realised that I had given her my jacket for warmth and she thanked me, remaining in it until we were back at the boutique, where she hoofed it over to me.
Farleigh was the first to leave the carriage. I went to follow, but felt the stallion's hoof on my shoulder. "-As I said, don't do anything stupid," he repeated, and then let me go. My hooves touched the ground and I hurried Farleigh and myself over to the door, where I let us in with the key. The carriage didn't wait around; by the time we had opened the door they were already riding away.
Inside Farleigh switched on the lights and then entered the kitchen. I heard her greet Artemis and then the sound of cupboards being opened and closed. "Do we have any dandelions left?" she called through to me. I folded my jacket over the desk and then entered the kitchen. She was standing on a chair in order to reach the top cupboard. I tutted and helped her down, telling her that I would prepare her some food. She smiled but insisted on being independent, and so we reached a compromise: she would cut the bread and I would locate the plates and central ingredients. She made us both sandwiches, and we carried them over to the table, where we sat opposite one another.
A part of me hoped that she wouldn't ask about what had been discussed at the factory, but I knew Farleigh, and she wasn't in any way forgetful, especially not about things of such great importance. "-So, what were you guys talking about at the factory?" she asked. "I don't like that place."
I sighed. "Tell me, Farleigh," I found the words to say. "What do you want to do? If you had the choice, where would you be right now?"
"Well, honestly," she said, "I think I'd go home. I know that I said a lot of...stuff...about what happened with my father, but everything you said about him loving me, and about how I'm not guilty...I've been thinking about it and I think you're right. I was just blaming myself...but now I'm ready to stop doing that."
"Were you thinking of actually going home?" I asked, and she gave a little nod.
"Before I have to make any more dresses," she said anxiously. "Like, maybe...tomorrow?"
"You want to go home tomorrow?" I asked, my heart beginning to pound.
"I was going to stay a bit longer, but seeing that factory today...I hated it," she said, shaking her head sadly. "I just...I don't want any of this. He said my name won't even be on the dresses...and my father always told me that claiming that you're someone that you're not is fraud. I don't trust that stallion: I think this is against the law...and it's dangerous, too!"
I don't know why I thought to tell her then what had been said. I almost wanted to give her even more reason to hate Mr. Orange's enterprise. It was a bad idea, but I was caught up in the moment. "He said he wants you to go and work at the factory and live there," I explained. "There's no point keeping that from you. Those are the cards that are on the table."
"I can't do that!" she said defiantly. "I don't want to work at that factory!"
"I understand your reservations, Farleigh," I said, "but if you don't, I think that there's a good chance that they might hurt the both of us."
"They wouldn't do that!" she said, appalled by my words. "That's against the law!"
"They don't follow the law," I sighed. "When you were sleeping the stallion told me that tonight alone he's going to be mutilating and killing ponies for Mr. Orange. These aren't ponies who we can just refuse."
"My father can protect us," she said quickly. "If I go to my father then he will have Mr. Orange arrested."
"I think your father has enough legal problems of his own right now," I said, to which Farleigh looked flustered.
"What do you mean?" she asked. "What's wrong with my father?"
I sighed, leaning closer to her. "It's been in the newspapers, but I didn't think I should tell you," I said. "He's a suspect in your disappearance."
"Why wouldn't you tell me that?" she shouted. "I can tell everyone that he has nothing to do with it!"
"Because then they'll think I'm involved!" I retorted. "I don't need police attention any more than he does!"
I had made a mistake in telling Farleigh about her father. I should have remained quiet about the entire thing; I could have lied about what had been said at the factory. Instead, honesty had put Farleigh in a position where she now actively wished to return to her father, which was the worst eventuality that could have come from this interaction.
"I'd say that you're innocent, and that I ran away by my own free will," she said. She continued to talk about things that she might say to get us out of this mess, using her father as a shield against any sort of negative backlash that could arise from Mr. Orange's revenge for turning against him, but I didn't believe that we would be as immune as she did. Her father hated me, if he even remembered me, and I despised him for things that he had done; what's more, I didn't want to make an enemy out Mr. Orange and his lackey. I already knew that together they were capable of orchestrating all manner of crimes.
"Listen, Farleigh," I said loudly, cutting her off. She fell silent, although she was itching to continue speaking.
"You have to keep working," I said. "If you go, then it will be my fault for failing to convince you to work at the factory. They would punish me, and then they would come after you and your father. If you work, we're both safe."
"I know that you hate it," I replied. "I had no idea that things would come to this, but now that we're in this situation we have to make the best of it. If you work for them, we might have time to come up with a better plan. As long as they don't get suspicious, we'll be fine."
"When...did they want me to move to the factory?" she said, on the verge of disbelief but at least slightly contemplating my words.
"They gave us two days, starting tomorrow," I said.
"So what do we do until then?" she asked. "Just sit here and pretend that we don't know the danger that we're in? We could use these two days to meet my father and explain what's going on. We could get the police to leave him alone and instead set them on Mr. Orange, and-"
"-And then he'd come after us," I said. "Farleigh, please...I'm begging you. Will you, for now, just continue to work for Mr. Orange? Please?"
"I gave you a bed when you needed one. When you needed my help, I was willing to give it. Now that I need your help, won't you do the same for me? As long as you work, even just for a while, everything will be fine and they won't suspect a thing."
"But what about my father?" she whined.
"Until evidence comes up to suggest that you're hurt, he'll be okay," I said. "He's a suspect, but there's no proof to incriminate him. Let's not give the police any reason to think that you are hurt by pissing off the wrong ponies, right?"
"Right..." she said, closing her eyes. She obviously had a hundred thoughts rushing through her mind, and I couldn't blame her. I wasn't sure if she would at all respect my plea, and I began to contemplate my next course of action should she persist in seeing her father and avoiding working at the factory. However, before I had to resort to thinking of restraining her, I heard her next words clearly, uttered through exhausted lips: "Okay, I see what you're saying."
"So you'll work at the factory?"
"If I have to," she said, "but only if we spend the next two days finding a way out of all of this. We need a plan."
She wasn't wrong there.