A WOLF NAMED BOWZKURT

She stopped on number eleven and looked up with a lively face. “Make a little bet? A gold coin?” “You said three questions, no more. You’ve ask your three. You eliminated fourteen cards with the first question and then only seven possibilities remained. You eliminated four on the next question. Only three cards remained to sort out. My choice should be in the middle, but you can’t be sure which it is. It’s still my secret till you turn it over.” “Human life is like the game. Many people hide their secret goals, but by their choices, they eliminate all the false assumptions and advice of other people. Finally the goal, worthy or unworthy, is reached. What is your secret goal, Simon? Will you carry me to someone’s harem? Perhaps, you’ll keep me secreted for ransom or ravished for your passion? What are your plans now?”