Chapter 32“I don’t know how I didn’t think of it before, but I just didn’t. Ray and I were at school together—she told me all about you. I was one of her bridesmaids, and I saw her just before I came down here.”
Miss Silver beamed.
“They most kindly asked me to the wedding, but I was away on a case.”
“Ray said there might never have been a wedding if it hadn’t been for you. She and Bill are so happy.”
Ruth Ball had left them together in the small comfortable morning-room. Miss Silver sat in the corner of the sofa and knitted. An infant’s vest in a delicate shade of pink depended from the needles. She wore a dress of olive-green cashmere, with a high boned collar and modesty vest of cream-coloured net. An ancestral brooch of bog-oak in the form of a rose with an Irish pearl at its heart
