|“||Millet and mosquitoes! That reminds me of our first expedition together to the edge of the world, he said. Do you remember? We met at the fête in Gulet and you persuaded me —
You persuaded me! You had to flee from Gulet as fast as your horse could carry you because the girl you'd knocked up under the musicians' podium had four sturdy brothers. They were looking for you all over town, threatening to geld you and cover you in pitch and sawdust. That's why you hung on to me then.