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Sorry for the long time no see - I've been busy with college!
Basil came to join us at the Abbey. Methuselah, Cornflower, and I got busy trying to solve the Abbey riddle of where Martin's sword might be. During one of our breaks, this rather disturbing conversation popped up…
Basil had just given Silent Sam a little "sword" so he could protect the Abbey too. Matthias laughed. He heard a familiar chuckle in the doorway.
"Cornflower!" Matthias exclaimed, not able to hide the joy from his voice.
Basil's eyebrows rose.
"Come join us!" Matthias invited.
"Oh, no. I don't want to intrude," Cornflower blushed.
"No, you're not a bother at all dear," Jess Squirrel encouraged. She saw the eagerness in Matthias' voice. It reminded her of how her husband's voice had been whenever he had invited her to sit by him when they were young.
"But…" Cornflower searched for an excuse, "There's not enough chairs!"
"You can share mine," Matthias insisted.
"…Okay…" Cornflower reluctantly agreed. She sat down right beside Matthias on the chair.
"Excellent little filly, that girl!" Basil started.
Why is he calling me a horse to Matthias? Cornflower wondered.
"D'you know, she can produce more tuck in a twinklin' of an eye than you can shake a stick at," Basil continued.
She does cook good cookies, Matthias thought.
"Mark my words young feller-my-mouse. A body would be lucky to settle down with her," Basil continued.
Cornflower had been in the middle of taking a sip of water from a cup when she heard this. She started coughing.
"Are you okay?" Matthias asked solicitously.
"Yeah, fine," Cornflower mumbled. If a hare implying that you should marry me can be classified as fine, she thought.
"I say, have you noticed the way she looks at you? Hinds look at stags like that," Basil said, oblivious.
"What look?" Matthias turned to look at Cornflower.
"Look? I don't give you any "look"! " Cornflower defended.
"Yes she does," Basil insisted.
Matthias stared at Cornflower.
"Trust me Matthias, I know what my own eyes do. I DO NOT give you a look of any sort," Cornflower insisted.
"Matthias, girls do strange things when they love someone," Basil whispered to Matthias.
I heard that, Cornflower thought.