Chapter 61

“We are getting what was coming to us—both of us. We’re a pair of worldlings, Jane. And we might as well own up to it.” But Jane wouldn’t own up to it. She was not as honest with herself as Marty. Far down in Marty’s trunk was a little sketch which Rickey had made—of a silver witch whose heart had burned, but could not melt the ice around it. How well he had read her! She was what her life had made her, and she could not change. She said now to Jane: “I talked with Virginia Oliphant this morning. I asked about—Rick…