The Daily Alaska empire., 1932-10-11
CHAPTER 36. F. F. MAKES A POINT

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 F. F. MAKES A POINT
 They lunched next day with tn, Tetterleys. Janet rang up an, invited them in a casual, incense quent manner. She said Bashe was dying to meet Nan.
 She extended her original invi tation to include Ferdinand, ant finished up by hoping, that the. wouldn't be poisoned, because sh, had new cook and Basher sait she had @ Lucrezia Borgia sort O look about her.
 The heat held. After a tim, their road lay along the low cliffs The blue of the sky and the blu. Of the sea swam together in ( trembling haze. The car was al open one The sun flooded dowr upon them, and there was nt breeze but what they made them. selves.
 They skinned down steer hin and tore up the other side Nan felt exactly as if she were in an elevator, but there wa! something enhiliarating about it too. She laughed as they racet at the hill. and Jervis looked side ways at her and smiled.
 Nice view here"
 The road was on the edge ot the cliff. The sea was blue be- heath them; the water sparkled in the sun.
 Bad bit of road on that hill F. F. Quite like old times! ] can't get anyone to do anything about it, and what it'll be like another winter, Lord knows" He turned to Nan. That's your friend Leonard's chicken farm"
 Nan sat up straight. She saw a green field dotted with hen houses, and a neglected garden that had grown right up to the walls of an old farm house. The whole place looked uncared for
 What a frightful place." she said.
 Jervis laughed.
 "A bit untidy! --t's been empty for ever so long. I must say he doesn't seem in a hurry to get things straight"
 Its a hateful house." said Nan, looking at it. I'm not surprised it was empty long time-I should nit think anyone would want to live there ever"
 Jervis slowed down as they went past.
 It belonged to a famous snug gler called Old Foxy Fixen. He lived about hundred years ago, and after his grandson died peo- pie said the place was haunted, and nodoby would live there. It's still called Old Foxy Fixen's house. It belongs to the Tetterleys, and expect they were very glad to get 1t let"
 A bare quarter of a mile further on they turned in at the Tetter- ley's gate.
 Basher, alias George Tetterley, proved to be @ massive, silent person. He had kind eyes, and a ridiculously soft voice which he used as little as possible. Janet Tetterley talked enough for half } dozen.
 Rosamund did not appear until lunch had been announced, when she strolled in looking exquisiteay ,oOl.
 Roberts going to be late. Some thing the matter with that car of his. It just got us here and no more. He is tirRering with it down at the garage. I say the junk heaps the only cure. The brute nearly killed us yesterday, and I've told him I'm not going put in it again"
 Leonard came in. half way through lunch. He looked hot and explained that he hadn't been able to get his car going. Nan had been placed between him and her host. She had, therefore, an emp ty chair on one side of her for the first twenty minutes or so.
 George Tetterley made one re- mark about the weather, and an- other about the crops. Before, after and between these remarks, he ate his lunch. Oddly enough,