It's grey stone, a little like a French chateau. We used to live
out there, too, in a Colonial house my mother's father built, but Dad
persuaded Mother to sell, when he went into that Primrose Meadows
venture. The Raymonds bought it.... But why do you want to see Lois?"
"Thanks much, Penny. I don't know what I should do without you," Dundee
said, without answering her question, and reached for his hat.
After ten minutes of driving, the last mile of which had circled a
smooth silver coin of a lake, Dundee stopped his car and let his eyes
rove appreciatively. He had made this trip the day before to question
Lydia, already installed as nurse for the Miles children, but he had
been in too great a hurry then to see much of this section consecrated
to Hamilton's socially elect....
Georgian "cottage," Spanish hacienda, Italian villa, Tudor mansion--that
was the Miles home; Colonial mansion where Penny had once lived; grey
stone chateau.... Not one of them blatantly new or marked with the
dollar sign. Dundee sighed a little enviously as he turned his car into
the winding driveway that led up the highest hill to the Dunlap home.
Lois Dunlap betrayed no surprise when the butler led Dundee to the
flag-stoned upper terrace overlooking Mirror Lake, where she was having
tea with her three children and their governess.
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