“What was that all about?” demanded Daniel.
“I dunno, but Rity's got her back up about something. Come on, let's get under cover.” They practically ran the few steps to the washhouse.
“It's getting dark in here,” complained Daniel. “How are we supposed to see?”
“It isn't going to matter,” replied Lorenz. “Rity likes brandy, but will drink wine. Just as long as we grab a bottle and give Papa a few minutes to settle whatever's going on in there. We'll hear about it later.” He almost added after Mina goes to bed, but decided that would be a dumb thing to say. Mina would want to know too. “Go ahead and open up the barrel, and we'll pick something.”
Anna was looking at her daughter with a slight frown on her face as her sons left the house. “It would seem,” MacDonald's voice rumble out, “th
