CHAPTER TWOIf you had smoothed out the crumpled paper to look at the ad, you would have read:
GOUDEKET’S GREEN ACRES
Your happy vacation hideaway, tucked away in the heart of the majestic Shawanganunks. Golf! Tennis! Riding! Swimming (Two Pools)! Moonlight dancing! That grand Goudeket Cuisine (Dietary Laws Observed)! Under personal direction of Mrs. S. Goudeket.
However, you would have had trouble smoothing it out, because it was soaked; it had been thrown in the middle of both of Goudeket’s Green Acres by a dissatisfied customer, raging at the malicious trick Mrs. Goudeket had played on her by causing it to rain for three consecutive days.
Mrs. Goudeket, wearing a set smile that was ghastly even in the candlelight, moved among her guests. She was arch and gay with some of them, apolog
