Me: Have you ever seen a more handsome animal than my Big Brave Beautiful Boy?
Nell: No. That’s why he was chosen as the Handsome Hound and David is not yours. His heart belongs to Sally.
Me: His heart belongs to all of us. He’s such a loving boy.
Nell: I’ve noticed Lady Anwen’s taken quite a shine to David.
Me: Really?
Nell: She watches him from behind her veil.
Me: Now you’re making her sound Nasty again, I thought she was Nice.
Nell: She still has a smile on her face.
Me: That’s even worse. Now she sounds like a smiling assassin.
Nell: Do calm down.
Me: She was seen having dinner at the local pub with that dreadful lion, by the way.
Nell: Lionel is lonely and so is she. Why shouldn’t they dine together?
Me: They were at the table in the corner where you can see everything and not be overheard.
Nell: How do you know all this?
Me: I have my contacts.
Nell: Did you ask Henry and Horst to spy on them?
Me: It’s not my fault if they fell onto her hat.
Nell: I can’t believe you did that.
Me: Don’t worry. Sally knew all about it. In fact it was her idea. She doesn’t trust that lion either.
Nell: So what were they talking about?
Me: Who? Henry and Horst?
Nell: No. Lionel and Lady Anwen. Do keep up.
Me: I have no idea. Henry and Horst only report back to Sally.
Nell: Why mention it to me then? They could have been discussing the weather.
Me: They looked far too intense to be talking about rain.
Nell: How do you know?
Me: I don’t. But I can imagine.
Nell: Well, stop right now, please.
Me: I’m not sure I can. Sorry.
