And her case (said Martin) was hopeless, because she alone of them all had never known what love was, and so had nothing to be restored to.
(Joscelyn: How DARE you!)
And without her (said Martin) there was nothing to be done. She had always had the others under her thumb, and by this time she had the Wanderer in exactly the same place. And so—and so—
And so here is your shoe-string, Mistress Joscelyn; and I am sorry the want of it has been such an inconvenience to you all day, so that you could not make merry with us. But I must forfeit it now, for the story is ended, and I think you must own it is true.
(Joscelyn: I won't take it! The story is NOT true! The story is NOT ended! Finish it at once! None of the others ended like this.
Martin: The others weren't true.
Joscelyn: I don't care. You are to say what happened to the Gorgons.
Joyce: And to the Squire.
Jennifer: And to the Princess.
Jessica: And what she looked like.