"This preserve will spoil if I don't watch it." He seated himself on the veille, and nodded his head.

"I like this," he said.

"I'm fond of kitchens.

I always was.

When I was fifteen I was sent away from home because I liked the stables and the kitchen too well.
Also I fell in love with the cook." Guida flushed, frowned, her lips tightened, then presently a look of amusement broke over her face, and she burst out laughing.
"Why do you tell me these things ?" she said.