"Within and out, in and out, round as a ball,
With hither and thither, as straight as a line,
With lily, germander, and sops in wine.
With sweet-brier
And bon-fire
And strawberry-wire
And columbine,"
sang Professor Wisp. And in and out, in and out of a labyrinth of dreams wound the Crabapple Blossoms.
But now the tune had changed its key. It was getting gay once more—gay, but strange, and very terrifying.
"Any lass for a Duke, a Duke who wears green,