"Hello, … Mr. Skilling, isn't it?" a voice said. "What's everybody sitting in the dark for? Do you mind if we turn on some light?"
Edna, who had followed him into the room, flipped the switches beside the door and the overhead fluorescents hummed to light.
"Well," said the new visitor to the wide-eyed faces on the couch, "I know one of these people, and I think I can guess who the others are."
It was Julian's father.
--3--"I know Yardena from the time she came to visit Julian." He sat in one of the wooden chairs and adjusted the creases in his trousers.
"You've been invited to return, you know, and I hope you'll accept," he said to Yardena.
She looked at him without saying that she thought the price had been too high.
"And you must be Thane. I'm pleased to meet you." He reached forw
