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Mrs
.
Fairfax
answered
the
door
herself
.
She
was
one
of
those
plump
,
comfortable
ladies
,
with
swathes
of
butter
-
colored
hair
coiled
round
her
head
,
who
made
you
feel
good
with
life
just
to
look
at
her
.
Sophie
felt
just
the
tiniest
bit
envious
of
Lettie
.
Mrs
.
Fairfax
looked
from
Sophie
to
Michael
.
She
had
seen
Sophie
last
a
year
ago
as
a
girl
of
seventeen
,
and
there
was
no
reason
for
her
to
recognize
her
as
an
old
woman
of
ninety
.
“
Good
morning
to
you
,
”
she
said
politely
.
Sophie
sighed
.
Michael
said
,
“
This
is
Lettie
Hatter
’
s
great
-
aunt
.
I
brought
her
to
see
Lettie
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
thought
the
face
looked
familiar
!
”
Mrs
.
Fairfax
exclaimed
.
“
There
’
s
quite
a
family
likeness
.
Do
come
in
.
Lettie
’
s
little
bit
busy
just
now
,
but
have
some
scones
and
honey
while
you
wait
.
”
She
opened
her
front
door
wider
.
Instantly
a
large
collie
dog
squeezed
past
Mrs
.
Fairfax
’
s
skirts
,
barged
between
Sophie
and
Michael
,
and
ran
across
the
nearest
flower
bed
,
snapping
off
flowers
right
and
left
.
“
Oh
,
stop
him
!
”
Mrs
.
Fairfax
gasped
,
flying
off
in
pursuit
.
“
I
don
’
t
want
him
out
just
now
!
”
There
was
a
minute
or
so
of
helter
-
skelter
chase
,
in
which
the
dog
ran
hither
and
thither
,
whining
in
a
disturbed
way
,
and
Mrs
.
Fairfax
and
Sophie
ran
after
the
dog
,
jumping
flower
beds
and
getting
in
one
another
’
s
way
,
and
Michael
ran
after
Sophie
crying
,
“
Stop
!
You
’
ll
make
yourself
ill
!
”
Then
the
dog
set
off
loping
round
one
corner
of
the
house
.
Michael
realized
that
the
way
to
stop
Sophie
was
to
stop
the
dog
.
He
made
a
crosswise
dash
through
the
flower
beds
,
plunged
round
the
house
after
the
dog
,
and
seized
it
by
two
handfuls
of
its
thick
coat
just
as
it
reached
the
orchard
at
the
back
.
Sophie
hobbled
up
to
find
Michael
pulling
the
dog
away
backward
and
making
such
strange
faces
at
her
that
she
thought
at
first
he
was
ill
.
But
he
jerked
his
head
so
often
toward
the
orchard
that
she
realized
he
was
trying
to
tell
her
something
.
She
stuck
her
face
round
the
corner
of
the
house
,
expecting
to
see
a
swarm
of
bees
.
Howl
was
there
with
Lettie
.
They
were
in
a
grove
of
mossy
apple
trees
in
full
bloom
,
with
a
row
of
beehives
in
the
distance
.
Lettie
sat
in
a
white
garden
seat
.
Howl
was
kneeling
on
one
knee
in
the
grass
at
her
feet
,
holding
one
of
her
hands
and
looking
noble
and
ardent
.
Lettie
was
smiling
lovingly
at
him
.
But
the
worst
of
it
,
as
far
as
Sophie
was
concerned
,
was
that
Lettie
did
not
look
like
Martha
at
all
.
She
was
her
own
extremely
beautiful
self
.
She
was
wearing
a
dress
of
the
same
kind
of
pinks
and
white
as
the
crowded
apple
blossom
overhead
.
Her
dark
hair
trailed
in
glossy
curls
over
one
shoulder
and
her
eyes
shone
with
devotion
for
Howl
.
Sophie
brought
her
head
back
round
the
corner
and
looked
with
dismay
at
Michael
holding
the
whining
collie
dog
.
