A light snow was falling, and the little girl with the tattered shawl had not sold a violet all day. She walked slowly past the towering houses on this rich street in London. The only rich street in London, because of the king!

While millions of people were starving, the king lived in luxury. The girl stared longingly at the massive castle. Suddenly, a shot rang out! A door slammed. The maid screamed. That maid sounded like her mother, who worked as a servant for the king! She ran towards the castle!

The girl ran into the back room! Two men rolled on the ground, grappling beneath the murderous hooves. A man in a black coat was fighting her father. Her mother had taken a huge stuffed deer and was trying to hit the thief! He had been trying to escape with the luscious ranch dressing of the king! A left and a right! A left and another left! An uppercut to the jaw! Then, her mother finally landed a solid blow on the stranger and he collapsed. The fight was over, and so the ranch was saved. Yes!