“Two, or three?”
“Three. Ask him to come back in August, 1922, and bring his bride.”
“Very well. One thing more. Have you any objection to my seeding the land over by the creek and putting a few sheep in there?”
“That will be lovely, Mr. Mahan.”
Chapter 71. Lutecium
Chase left her there in the starlight and returned to the house, holding up the document that clinched the sale.
“I’ve got it, but she declares that she will never marry my son. She requests him not to return to this place before August, 1922, when she will be glad to see him and his bride.”
There was a moment’s silence, and then Dr. Rich spoke.
“I’m sorry to hear this news. She has burned her bridges, and I’m afraid she’ll regret it, as the island now called Paris regretted burning its bridges against Julius Caesar.”
Marvin looked steadily at the doctor, and came to a decision.