Just as she was about to sit down, Amelie heard a voice from a different table: it was Gerald, the new Directeur. She turned, nodded, and slowly strode over to his table.
A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay,
brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.