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“
Oh
,
Lord
,
no
!
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
said
with
a
self
-
deprecating
laugh
.
“
I
haven
’
t
the
mind
for
it
.
But
my
father
used
to
play
.
My
father
was
a
surgeon
and
quite
refined
in
his
ways
;
I
believe
he
was
a
superior
chess
player
in
his
time
.
”
“
Could
I
play
chess
with
him
?
”
“
Hardly
,
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
said
.
“
My
father
passed
on
years
ago
.
”
“
Is
there
anyone
I
could
play
with
?
”
“
Play
chess
?
I
have
no
idea
.
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
peered
at
her
for
a
moment
.
“
Isn
’
t
it
primarily
a
game
for
boys
?
”
“
Girls
play
,
”
she
said
.
“
How
nice
!
”
But
Mrs
.
Wheatley
was
clearly
miles
away
.
*
*
*
Mrs
.
Wheatley
spent
two
days
getting
the
house
cleaned
for
Miss
Farley
,
and
she
sent
Beth
to
brush
her
hair
three
times
on
the
morning
of
the
visit
.
When
Miss
Farley
came
in
the
door
she
was
followed
by
a
tall
man
wearing
a
football
jacket
.
Beth
was
shocked
to
see
it
was
Fergussen
.
He
looked
mildly
embarrassed
.
“
Hi
there
,
Harmon
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
invited
myself
along
.
”
He
walked
into
Mrs
.
Wheatley
’
s
living
room
and
stood
there
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
.
