The Answer to the "Pun Contest"
First off, congrats to levade, who emailed me with the correct passage!
And now, for the bad pun....
Turonén sees the shame in our faces and takes pity. "Ah, Tindanén," he says, "leave them be. They are still too young to fully comprehend the pleasures of the flesh, and I do not think that we should hasten that knowledge. Macalaurë, Vingarië," he adds, "forgive us?"
I hope that in the meager, mingled light, he cannot see by the flush in my cheeks that this summer—using thoughts of his sister as the catalyst—I had begun to grasp such pleasures.
I couldn't resist leaving that in. It was just too terrible to resist! I'll probably reword a bit for Draft Two. Probably. Unless I enjoy tormenting my Pit of Voles readers as much as I love tormenting you all!
On a completely unrelated note, I had a unexpected--but pleasantly--busy weekend, on top of recovering from a nasty cold (necessitating frequent naps and much laying-on-the-couch with the husband). So to those of you who I promised to read chapters, etc., it is coming! I actually did my Monday-morning work on Friday afternoon, so I should be able to catch up at work tomorrow.