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She started walking ahead, leading hiht aura There were several vaults dedicated to the faels and obelisks, memorials to other fa place here," Tyler co fae had seven children, and those children went off and had o, so…"

A s ground There was a little picket fence at the entry, and stones had been laid out as ays

"I take it you’re looking for Lucy first?" Allison asked Tyler

"Yes, I’d like to see her grave But I’ it’s in the chapellike vault over there--center, toward the rear The one that says Tarleton"

"Yes, she’s in there Lucy, her father, her mother, her father’s parents, one aunt who never married and an uncle who’d been an Episcopal priest," Allison told hius are there, too, but the vault was constructed while the Revolution was being waged, so the others were reentoels and cherubs and two sest and finest of the vaults, which was guarded by a ht Tyler was surprised when she pulled open the gate

"It’s not locked?"

"No It’s actually a nice little chapel, as well It has an altar, a few benches and a stained-glassin back Lucy’s uncle James is buried under the altar There’s a pretty monument to her aunt Cecilia toward the front, and we believe she’s buried there You’ll see us’s parents and a few other faus and Susannah--Lucy’s mother--are in lassThey’re really striking--reminiscent of Renaissance tombs"

Allison wasn’t sure why, but when she entered the vault, she bypassed the old stone benches and walked around the altar to co through the cut-glass s high above, casting dancing rays upon the effigies of the three Tarleton family members

Lucy was in the middle Sculpted out ofhair crowned her head and face; she held a bouquet of flowers in her hands Her mother’s tomb was similar--flowers seemed to be the object of choice for the sculptor when it ca a book

"Wow, impressive tombs They must be the only ones like this in the city"

"I haven’t seenin Notre Dame or West to find Lucy rotting away in a shroud, ento reproach in her voice

"Honestly? Yes Not that it really one Unless, of course, you do rehtfully "Has she ever been disinterred?"

"Goodness, no! That would be akin to blaspheranted that the history that came down to us was true--that Lord Bradley killed her"

"So far, there hasn’t been much reason to doubt it Fro one The history coe They loved Lucy, they were patriots--and there was no reason for theht not have completely firm and unimpeachable evidence, but I’ve always believed their version I’ that I’ of this particular tale"

"Why?"

"For one thing, the paintings of Lord Brian Bradley They’re so different"

"Two different artists"

Tyler shrugged "Speaking of different artists--where is Tobias Dandridge?"

Allison told hi the house It’s a pretty little vault, too, but more like you’d expect It’s a typical se vault and followed a little pebbled path around the graveyard’s various sections Allison always found it sad to see the Colonial- and Victorian-era e vault had a bronze plaque above it that trumpeted the family name It was about the same size as the Tarleton vault, but the rows of etched markers outside announced es," Tyler said

"Well, the Tarleton faus," Allison reate and door were locked There was nothing for tourists to see

"Back there I’ll show you where Robert the dog is buried," Allison told him

There were a number of markers for pets One of them, recently imbedded, was dedicated to Bibi the cat

"She was here when I was a teenager," Allison said "The guides fed her Everyone loved her And here, just a few feet away--there’s Robert"

A very handsorave The hound must have been close to two hundred pounds

"Heto wrestle with," Tyler coine that’s why he was killed"

"Was he shot, stabbed--taken doith a rifle butt or a bayonet?" Tyler asked

"I don’t know You can read the roup from the university that comes out to clean and repair these all the time It says, ‘Robert, a fine patriot who died in defense of his beloved mistress, Lucy Tarleton’"

Tyler paused to read the memorial and then he looked up at her

"Do you ever feel Lucy out here, or any of the faainst your fingers?"