CHAPTER 66

THE VISITOR

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Wonder of wonder of wonders!

We squeezed down a narrow lane in a tiny village along the Irish coast, and we pulled up outside a wee cottage, and Uncle Dock went up to the door, and when it opened, he staggered back and clutched his chest.

We were all sticking our heads out the windows like a bunch of goons, trying to get a better look. Then Uncle Dock was hugging the life out of someone in a yellow dress, and we heard him say, “Oh! Rosalie!”

“Rosalie?” we all said. “Rosalie?”

And then we were pouring out of the car, and Uncle Dock let go of Rosalie so we could take a good look at her. She has the sweetest face you ever saw and very big round eyes, and she was smiling the biggest smile you ever saw, except maybe for Uncle Dock’s smile, which was the biggest smile in the universe.