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chapter 6
The Ransoms were giving a party. Dinner at 8:00
for sixteen. It was now 6:30 and two of their list
(Beanie, one of them; Richard Rage, their guest of
honor, the other) were missing. From the pale oak
secretary in her off-beige bedroom, Priss Ransom
called Evelyn Troyes.
Mrs. Troyes was home listening to a recording of
Manon Lescaut, having, an hour earlier, returned
Jonathan Fields with his now dazzling aquamarine eyes
to the impatient Father Highwick.
"Where in h. is Beanie?" Priss wanted to know.
"What's she done with this scatological Rage?"
"Mais je ne sais pas!" gasped her wispy friend.
"When I picked up ma Mimi et ta Kate, they seemed
to think Mr. Rage was supposed to join them for a
swim ou quelque chose at the Club. But then he never
came, et je…"
"There's no need to say 'my Mimi' like that. It's
been twenty-one years, Evelyn. I ought to know by
now which child is whose," snapped the frazzled Priss,
who was further irritated by Mrs. Troyes's unconscious