Chapter 20

‘The likeness is the only resemblance,’ said Aunt Emily, rather stiffly. Gillian wondered if, should Aunt Emily so far forget herself as to ask for a kiss, Mr. Gentle would behave as Robert had behaved. Could Mr. Gentle blaze into sudden anger, with a look underneath that made you hot and cold? She did not think so. Her thoughts wandered to Aunt Fanteague. There was and always had been a mystery about Aunt Fanteague. There was a Mr. Fanteague; but where he was, what he did, who cooked his meals and made his bed, no…