CHAPTER 11
Elizabeth left the ordering of the guests at the table to Vance, and she
consulted him about it as they went into the dining room. It was a long,
low-ceilinged room, with more windows than wall space. It opened onto a
small porch, and below the porch was the garden which had been the pride
of Henry Cornish. Beside the tall glass doors which led out onto the
porch she reviewed the seating plans of Vance. “You at this end and I at
the other,” he said. “I’ve put the sheriff beside you, and right across
from the sheriff is Nelly. She ought to keep him busy. The old i***t has
a weakness for pretty girls, and the younger the better, it seems. Next
to the sheriff is Mr. Gainor. He’s a political power, and what time the
sheriff doesn’t spend on you and on Nelly he certainly w
