"Why on earth did you say yes?"

"I didn't have any choice. She hounded me. 'Go on, go on, go on.' You saw what she was like with the tea."

"Taking a cup of tea is one thing--"

"Have you tasted her tea?"

"--but marrying her is completely different. You've got confetti in your hair."

Doyle brushed it out. "She isn't following us, is she?"

"Nah, we lost her at the jetty. I think you might better off settling down on Craggy Island, though."

"Why?"

"You've still got to explain to Cowley why you got married without permission."

-- THE END --

27 February 2002