"Ah, does that sound too strange?"
Just after saying that, Moli felt somewhat embarrassed, but how could she take back the words that had been spoken?
She could only add another line,
"Anyway, have a safe trip!"
It was exactly this kind of non-explanatory explanation, but it was all right as long as Fisher understood what Moli meant.
He looked at Moli's rosy face and, for some reason, sighed deeply; then he went to the wardrobe and changed into another outfit that Renie had brought back, ready to head out.
Lady Martha had just gotten up as well, and after he told her that he would not be home for breakfast because of errands, he picked up his hand cane and hit the streets.
It was now full-blown autumn, and the morning in Saint Nali was still a bit chilly, but the streets weren't too crowded.
This was because the street where Fisher's rental was located had no factory workers; a few blocks further, the mornings would be much busier.
