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hatter. The Dingleys have always been dumb, but his
screws were loose. Remember, I always said they
should have locked him away the first time he saw John
the Baptist on the steps of Ransom Bank."
"Lunch!" Ramona shot into the parlor, then backed
out in reverse.
They gathered at one end of the dark, long table,
where William instructed his wife to "tell Ro her niece
has run off with a young stallion, bolted off in the night."
"Know it already," said Ramona. "Heard he was a
professor, though. That's what surprised me. Used to
think Beanie would marry a sportsman. Sometimes wish
I had myself."
"Don't," old Mrs. Bredforet advised her junior, who
was seventythree. "Keep your independence, Ro. I
always intended to see the world as a nurse and that
was sixty-odd years ago."
"Who's stopping you?" asked her husband.
"Yes, I wanted to amount to something but I didn't
have the courage. I just admired Florence Nightingale
with a passion. I wanted to sit by the bed of men
wounded in foreign places."