The old man Pottiswick, still grumbling, much to Melusine’s disgust, had gone on his errand to his daughter’s house some two miles distant. Ah Cum halted the caravan and indicated that they might step within and watch. Fortescue, with a bow. ‘Why did you kiss me?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Gerald admitted.
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