They exit the train station.
Is it far? asks Gaius.
Not far, says Saint Arnoc. See that lighthouse? The Phare du Portzic. We live just beyond it.
You must have a fine view, says Gaius.
We do, says Saint Ténénan. It is pleasant to sit outside in the evening.
Are you sure you have room for us? asks Gaius.
If you don't mind a bit of discomfort, says Saint Arnoc.
I've never minded a bit of discomfort, says Gaius. It's character building.
What about the infant? asks Saint Arnoc.
He is made of cement, says Gaius.
Except for THIS! says Terence, waving his claw.
Ten minutes later they arrive at a stone cottage, beyond the lighthouse.
Here we are, says Saint Ténénan.
Very nice, says Gaius.
Round the back, says Saint Arnoc.
They go round the back.
Down the steps, says Saint Ténénan. We live in the cellar.
It's not your cottage? asks Gaius.
It is, says Saint Arnoc, but we rent it out in the summer.
It is dark in the cellar. Saint Arnoc lights a candle.
Perhaps we could run to two candles, says Saint Ténénan.
Saint Arnoc lights a second candle.
Now, says Saint Arnoc, let me check the vegetable situation.
He opens a box. A bad smell issues.
We need more potatoes, says Saint Arnoc. I'll just nip to the shops.
Can I come? asks Terence.
All right, says Gaius. Don't get lost. Stay close to Saint Arnoc.
Okay, says Terence.
He follows Saint Arnoc up the stone steps of the cellar, round the cottage and onto the cliff path.
Can I have the potato box? asks Terence.
It stinks, says Saint Arnoc. What do you want it for?
To see if it floats, says Terence.
You may have it if you plant out the rotten potatoes. says Saint Arnoc.
Yay! Terence can't wait to get back.
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