“Vince might laugh at what he called his stepfather's morbid addiction but Faro found that such dalliance in the past had often saved him a considerable amount of walking. Many pieces of information could be gleaned and questions answered where there was no written evidence regarding past inhabitants. As he walked his attention was drawn to a babble of shrill childish voices. It issued from the playground of the local school and indicated an earnest game of hopscotch. The sound of a whistle blow...n by an elderly lady, grey-haired and pince-nezed, imposed immediate silence as the children swiftly formed a crocodile at the school door. Faro applauded the dominie's speedy control over forty or more pupils and he guessed that she had taught and disciplined, stern but kindly, at least two generations of Elrigg children. Here was a contact worth following, he thought, as he continued on his way to the kirkyard where the lichened tombstones leaned at dangerous angles as if occupants rested uneasily in their graves.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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