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Hol "You saw him last"

"I did?"

"Leander He wasn’t at dinner Neither were you"

I’d taken two pieces of bread froone to uess I wasn’t"

"No, the two of you were--" She peered atwood? Really, Watson?"

"It was an outlet," I said She was shivering, so I pulled the duvet from the bed to put around her shoulders

"Oh, I’ot that if we don’t talk about your feelings every few hours, you devolve into a hipster lu"

"Yes, in fact, neverBecause it’s so easy to talk to you while you’re hiding fro your violin in invisible closets, barricading your door and pretending you’re not there I’m a marvel of sensitivity compared to you You’re the one who picks a lock and kicks out a chair to sleep on h that "

The chair was, in fact, still under the doorknob "Why? Can you even tell ht?"

"I wanted to see you I didn’t want to talk to you So I waited until you were sleeping" She said it like I was a moron "How is that hard to understand?"

"Come on, weirdo," I said, but my voice came out strained Despite her blithe words, her eyes were full of so that looked too much like pain, and I hated that I had caused it I was causing it now, just standing here "Let’s go find your uncle He’s probably sweet-talking the gardener, or teaching the neighborhood squirrels to sing"

He wasn’t in the garden He wasn’t in the kitchen, or the parlor, or the room with the pool table that everyone, horribly, referred to as the "billiards room" The marble floors were cold under my feet, and so I walked quickly after Hol robe the color of dust

"He one to run errands in Eastbourne," I said as we approached the front hall

With a sigh, she gestured to theoverlooking the grounds "Of course he hasn’t It rained last night, and there aren’t any fresh tire tracks in the drive We ht as well ask my father There’s ht’ve been in a hurry We don’t know everything he’s found out while he’s been here" She took off again, this ti? You’ve been listening in?" I asked, hurrying to catch up