I
suppressed a smile and decided to change the subject to get everyone back into
an agreeing mood.
“My,
it isn’t half-cold in here, isn’t it?” I said brightly, hugging my shoulders
dramatically. Surely, no one would argue about that.
Rose
started, as if suddenly realizing it herself, and drew her cape even closer
around about her.
“Is
that stove even lit?” she shivered.
“I
heard that the temperature is due to drop all day,” Rank said stoically.
The
idea of the cold seemed to be seizing the slight girl even more.
“Do
you think one of you gentleman could check the fire?”
“Now,
I don’t reckon it’s our place to go messing with the arrangements around here …”
Rank began.
But
I was already bouncing up. I went over, opened the stove door, then turned to
report.
“No
fire, but it’s all laid for one.”
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