156 He followed, “Um, is it okay if we talk in private for a few minutes somewhere?” Cathy was quick to reply. The one problem was that it didn’t fly. He had no wish to go foraging in Spurlock's trunk. It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. "Hush!" said she, in a low, but agitated voice; "would you earn this purse?" "I've no objection," replied Blueskin, in a tone intended to be gentle, but which sounded like the murmuring whine of a playful bear. The rooks were cawing amid the boughs, and all nature appeared awaking to happiness. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence.
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