Annabel, I cannot
believe it. Your aunt liked the pheasant. Melusine seized her chance. Both had lived rather quietly until a
scandal had opened up a can of worms for the son,
allegations of child abduction, reported sightings of a
white van around nearby elementary schools. Descending the hollow, or rather excavation,—for it was an old disused clay-pit,
at the bottom of which the cottage was situated,—he speedily succeeded in
arousing the ancient sibyl, and having committed Edgeworth Bess to her care,
with a promise of an abundant reward in case she watched diligently over her
safety, and attended to her comforts till his return,—to all which Black Mary
readily agreed,—he departed with a heart lightened of half its load. I’ve told you
that practically already.
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