Amelie froze. Without moving, she spoke quietly, "Bonjour, prince DeFrance. What brings you to Gap?"
Her eyes flicked from left to right, wishing for a distraction.
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.