Chapter 72

           Ididn’tfeelangryatfirst;Idroveveryfast,andnearlykilledamanonabicycle,butIwasgrinningmostoftheway.ThistimeIdidn’tparkmycardiscreetlybythegate.Iskiddeditonthegravelinfrontoftheblackdoor;andImadethelion-headedknockergivethehardestbangingithadsoundedinyears.Mrs.deSeitasherselfansweredthedoor;shehadchanged,butonlyfromherjodhpursintoapairofpalefawntrousers.Shelookedpastmeatmycar,asifthatmightexplainwhyIhadreturned.Ismiled."Iseeyou’renotgoingoutforlunchafterall.""Yes,Imadeastupidmistakeovertheday."Shegatheredhershirtcollartogether."Didyouforgetsomething?""Yes.""Oh."Isaidnothingandshewentonbrightlybutafractiontoolate,"What?""Yourtwindaughters."Herexpressionchanged;shedidn’tappearintheleastguilty,butshegavemealookofconcessionandthenthefaintestsmile.IwonderedhowIhadnotseenthesimilarity;theeyes,thelongmouth.IhadletthatspurioussnapshotLilyhadshownmelingerinmymind.Asillywomanwithfluffed-uphair.Shesteppedbackformetoenter."Yes.Youdid."Benjieappearedatadoorattheendofthehall.Shespokecalmlytohimassheclosedthedoorbehindme."Benjie,goandhaveyourlunch.""Benjie."Iwentquicklyandbentalittleinfrontofhim."Benjie,couldyoutellmesomething?Thenamesofyourtwinsisters?"Hefrownedandlookedathismother.Shemusthavenodded."Lil’andRose.""Thankyou."Hegavemeonelastdoubtfullook,anddisappeared.

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