Hello, Mr Talbot

- How do you do?

But excuse me, why did you say that? Miss Tanningsworth asks a bit amiss. She's been thinking about what Mr Talbot said now for a while. She couldn't really find out what was the cause of such a comment about her inner self. She could not recall anything that would lead him to such a conclusion. But now, when she finally took herself the courage to confront him with the issue, the answer is nowhere to be found.

Mr Talbot found himself in a crummy position. How could he defend (or explain) such a comment now? He did not really know why he said that thing, but he was positive about the truthfulness in the comment. He sincerely thought what he said. It was something most people would frown upon, but for him, it was something beautiful.

The two little birds talked for a while and later parted their separate ways...