“It appears that Hank was in a bit of a hurry to get to his home and ran over Baldwin,” I said.“Who?” Ashley asked.“Robert Bruce’s son,”...I said pointing out the young boy. He was watching his father continue to berate Private Swift.Hank had fallen to his knees. “Please,” he said placatingly.“Please what?” I asked. Sergeant Bruce turned to look at me.“I can handle this kind of discipline,” the Sergeant said. “If you get involved officially, we might have to space the idiot.”“If you are sure,” I. This meeting is for all my people involved in several projects. It is not required for partners except Harriet.”“Mrs. Turfing, Nita, I want to take you with Fred to see the building and complex in progress in the morning. My house staff would enjoy spoiling your son for a couple of hours if you want to leave him here. Be ready to be picked up at eight-thirty if you will be going with us. We’ll give you more than one chance to look at the buildings this week. We can even take another week if. I had no cause to lie so I admitted I was 65 “and took a healthy interest in pursuing mature ladies whenever I had the time to spare. I had never envisioned that I would be interesting to a lovely lady of your age though so I didn’t pick you up this morning if that’s what you are concerned about. This just happened beautifully and I’m very willing to do my best to enjoy all you have to share with me. We may be total failures together but we’ll have a few laughs a lot of cuddles and fun. Not much enthusiasm, there. Not much verve.Just before four o’clock, the doorbell rang and I jumped up to let Fred Dow in. I think Peggy had more or less forgotten he was coming, but Sarah had been preparing dinner and was setting the table in the dining room -- something we rarely did unless we had guests.I made Fred comfortable in the living room, turned off the television that was tuned to a movie nobody had been watching, and went into the kitchen to ask Sarah to join us when she could..