Chapter 11Edward arrived a week to the day after his letter had reached Vincent, his ostentatious carriage rumbling up the road a few hours after dinner. Vincent had been waiting for him in the study, which had a view of the road, and leapt outside to meet him.
They met in the middle of the path, Edward scooping Vincent into a massive embrace that swept him off his feet, both of them laughing delightedly as they embraced each other. “Vincent, dear old boy,” Edward said, setting him down and pounding him on the back. “However have you been?”
“I’ve been well,” Vincent said honestly, thumping Edward’s back as well before letting go. “Very well.”
“You look it,” Edward said thoughtfully, eyes raking all over his face. “You look healthy, and much happier than when you left town.”
“Do I?”
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