Questing
Seems a bit odd here.
You know?
It’s rather dark and musty,
for trusting sorts.
I’d like me old mum about now!
What’s that?
A cat?
Perhaps it's cause for alarm?
Straight ahead then?
We’ll push on?
I’ll not have to lead will I?
Questing.
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Questing
Good old questing.
Just us!
Do say.
Quite out of our wits!
While the cat’s away, you know!
You said what?
No, no, no, don’t be silly!
It’s a noble cause.
Well, if not now, when?
There we go!
Jolly ho!
Questing!
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