’ ‘Pah! You can never be Valade. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. If I’m late again I’ll have to serve another detention!” She excused herself, hoping it was not too obvious she was running away. Hear me, adorable girl! You know not the extent of my devotion. Tell me, what are these bananas and nuts for?” “Dessert. "Neither man nor woman shall apply that term to me. ” He panted.