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Updated: July 20, 2025
"Dearest, the Love-Talker has turned so completely human that he has to say at the outset he's not half good enough for you, But he wants you he wants you, just the same, to carry back with him to his faery-land.
"You can open them if you solemnly promise not to be disappointed when you see the Love-Talker has stepped into an ordinary house surgeon's uniform and looks like the devil." With a laugh the House Surgeon gathered her close in his arms. "The devil was only a rebelling angel," she murmured, contentedly. "But I'm not rebelling. Bless those trustees!
"The beds really do look empty." "They certainly do." "And we'll find the children there?" "Of course." "And I'll not have to give them up?" "Of course not." "And we'll all be happy together somewhere?" "Yes, somewhere!" She turned quickly and reached out her arms to him hungrily. "I know now why a maid always follows the Love-Talker when he comes a-wooing." "Why, dearest?"
Probably, very probably, they are sending for you later special messenger. It's still some minutes before midnight; and that's the time things like that happen. Isn't it?" "Perhaps." A little amused smile crept into the corners of her mouth while she rummaged about in some old memories for something she had almost forgotten. "Perhaps" she began again "they will send the Love-Talker." "The what?"
"The Love-Talker. Old Cassie used to tell us about him, when I was an 'incurable. He's a faery youth who comes on May Eve in the guise of some well-appearing young man and beguiles a maid back with him into faeryland. He's a very ardent wooer so Cassie said and there's no maid living who can resist him." "Wish I'd had a course with him," muttered the House Surgeon under his breath.
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