....never thought back by the same token. There had been a distance and a severe one, between the elderly person and the nation of his introduction to the world. Ireland and Ardmore and the family Dennis Magee had left behind had seldom been talked about. So Trevor's picture of Ardmore had a wave of senti ment and interest through it, and his purposes behind picking it had an individual twisted.
In any case, he could bear the cost of individual bents.
He was a man who constructed, and who, as his granddad and father before him, fabricated keenly and well.
His granddad had made his living laying block, and made his fortune theorizing on properties during and after World War II, until the trading of them was his business, and the structure done by those he employed.
Old Magee had been no
