Not because of the title, you didn't. You could have called it "They sang so sweet, they sang so shrill" (amorous noises FTW!) or, with a little tinkering to the content, "What care I for my new-wedded lord?"
I skated over the issue of how Peter manages to climb silently out of a haystack
I expect that with the horse whinnying, and Reg issuing threats, and Bunter blustering, no one had an ear to spare for a little quiet rustling.
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Date: 2010-07-22 09:36 am (UTC)Not because of the title, you didn't. You could have called it "They sang so sweet, they sang so shrill" (amorous noises FTW!) or, with a little tinkering to the content, "What care I for my new-wedded lord?"
I skated over the issue of how Peter manages to climb silently out of a haystack
I expect that with the horse whinnying, and Reg issuing threats, and Bunter blustering, no one had an ear to spare for a little quiet rustling.