Still the most charming damsel in the world.
Peter Gingery was really taken aback.
He rested last night at 11 o'clock, if Jane Sampson had got to the guard team at 11 o'clock, he would have known.
Since he didn't know, Jane Sampson must have arrived after 11 o'clock.
Plus, James Black mentioned that Jane Sampson arrived very late, so Peter Gingery guessed that Jane Sampson might have arrived around midnight last night.
What kind of imported motor she must have taken to have such energy, flying across thousands of miles overnight from over there, back to Capital Province, then stayed with the guard team for less than ten hours before hurrying to catch a flight again.
Peter Gingery thought it over and only came to one conclusion.
This must be the motor of love.
Sour.
Really sour.
Peter Gingery felt that he might have accidentally eaten a slice of lemon in the morning, turning himself into a lemon tree.
