Chapter Six
In which all is made Right.
One day a week or so after the Adventure of the Pear Trees (as Hattie liked to think of it), Hattie and Theodosius arrived at Moon’s house to find a naked woman lying upon the floor of the greenhouse.
‘Oh,’ said Theodosius, and stopped.
‘Don’t stare at her,’ Hattie chastened, aghast, and Theo turned around, his ears turning pink.
She was not altogether a beautiful woman, Hattie thought upon approach. Or then again, perhaps she was. It was difficult to tell, for every time Hattie blinked she saw something different: an elderly woman one moment, wrinkled of skin, her tangled hair thinning and grey with age. The next, a lissom, ageless lady, her hair luscious and silvery-white. Hattie could not determine which vision was the true one, if either of
