Totoka River it was the clan

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the jocularity of his features did not amuse the witch, and presently she snapped her doubt of his ability to winkle her from her hiding place among the ferns. i am not a man easily spurned! he called to her; she had not said no to his advances, not outright. perhaps when the imp came to realize he wanted nothing save a few moments of her time here and there, and the promise of her coddlings, she would look more favorably upon him.

but for now he halted in his would-be wooings and was content to stroll in the opposite direction along the beach, the intention of return full-fledged in his words.