Good. Shall we return, then? You shan’t want anything to eat...?
[and no glass...? Well, Linneus supposes they are camping. Drinking from the bottle must be part of it. A gentle call as she seems about to go for the cork-]
Lula, no.
[-and obediently, she leaves off, straightening and coming to his side with the warning.]
no subject
[and no glass...? Well, Linneus supposes they are camping. Drinking from the bottle must be part of it. A gentle call as she seems about to go for the cork-]
Lula, no.
[-and obediently, she leaves off, straightening and coming to his side with the warning.]
She still tries to eat some curious things...