The Bastard: The Kent Family Chronicles - Plot & Excerpts
All at once the wind turned chill. The rain slanted harder. He huddled close to the building until someone answered. A woman. Of middle age, but still attractive. She raised a candle in a holder as she peered at Phillipe from the gloomy foyer. “Yes?” “Good evening. Is this the house of Dr. Franklin?” “No, it’s the house of Widow Stevenson. But he lets rooms from me.” The woman glanced past Phillipe to the dark doorways on the other side of the rain-swept street. Her eyes suspicious, she asked, “Are you a friend?” “An acquaintance. Dr. Franklin gave me leave to call. My name is Phillipe Charboneau. If the doctor’s at home, I’d be obliged if you’d announce me.” Mrs. Stevenson’s suspicion seemed to moderate. She stepped back, motioned him in. “Very well. But I’m afraid you’ll be interrupting the doctor’s air bath.” “His what?” Phillipe’s words were muffled by more thunder. Mrs. Stevenson didn’t hear. Turning toward an open door on one side of the foyer, she continued: “Normally he takes his air bath first thing in the morning.
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