Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. She came originally of country stock, and had been virtually in sole charge of Melusine almost from the hour of her birth—a thankless task, as Melusine had heard her bemoan countless times, with the rider that she had carried it out with a conspicuous lack of success. There were probably others buried around the 13 house, she had seen a suspicious working refrigerator in the back of the garage mess, but she wasn’t about to check it out. He occupied one of the smaller houses near the station. “I’m sorry. He did not play golf, but took his exercise on horseback, which was also unsympathetic. “I haven’t seen the new Patience, dear,” she said. ” “It isn’t nice going to prison. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. “If you say so, Lucy.
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