She nodded, "I will be sure ta bring him around ta meet Mr. Vaughn, as ye say." She nodded. She gave a dreamy sigh as she thought of sharing a pastry with the constable.

Delilah was deighted by the garden, truth be told, and nodded absently when it came to talk about food. "T'ank ye." Her stomach growled, but her stomach was always growling. "I often bake, so I might bring some food ta the table every now and then if I make too much. After all, I am just one person and cannot eat a whole pie to meself." Oh, she could, but she tried not to.

"T'is is beautiful..."