Brilliant morning sunlight did a good deal toward erasing the nervous thoughts of night, and the balance of that Sunday offered little of direct importance.
Forrest walked over from the Wynstable after breakfast with the decorous intention of escorting Francine and Melissa to church: a beau geste that had been established during the Tylers’ stay at the inn. His getup and manner could not have been more churchlike.
beau gesteMargot would have given a lot to ask him just what he had been up to with his cigar-smoking midnight prowling and ajar-french-doors, and her hackles rose at his perfect characterization of a wholesome, upstanding young American male embarked with his best girl and her mother toward their devotions.
Henry, who had a solid respect for religion in what best could be cal
