Chapter 20
Boston, MA
Charles
WE WALKED DOWN Arlington Street and turned right on Beacon Street, then left on Charles Street a couple of blocks later. During our walk, William once again assumed the role of tour guide, filling Philip in with facts and anecdotes as we walked past each point of interest. Evidently, he assumed that I was conversant with the data he was offering, and for the most part, I was.
When we’d been seated at the restaurant, handed menus, and had placed our drink orders, Henry wanted to hear about our day.
Philip said, “Well, after our meeting with the Realtor, Charles took me on a little guided tour.”
“What did you see?” Henry said.
“Let me think. The Fine Arts Museum, where I saw more pornographic Greek vases than I knew existed, the somebody Gardner Museum, a
