“I drink your very good health, Sir John and Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “and I wish you a pleasant journey back to England. I don’t want to influence you unduly—But—They’re artistic people, Vee. Ruth did not consider it necessary, however, to add that she had not notified this aunt of her coming, that she did not know whether the aunt still resided in Hartford or was underground. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. Never since I was a girl have I seen your father so moved. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright.
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