The Sundial
““It’s true,” she said faintly, “it’s all true.”“Gloria, you have upset Miss Ogilvie’s coffee,” Mrs. Halloran said.“Look,” Gloria said. She took her hands down from her face and pointed. “The pink roses,” she said, “we’re having breakfast.”“The pink roses are from the rambler,” Aunt Fanny said. “It was my mother’s favorite, and there were six bushes planted for her in the rose garden. Not one of them, I am pleased to say, has died; I have made a particular point of looking after them, and—”“Don’...t you see?” Gloria said. “There are the pink roses on the breakfast table, and I’m wearing my blue and white dress and a minute ago we were all laughing at something Essex said—don’t you see? It’s all exactly the way I saw it, before, when I was looking into the mirror.”“Well, of course,” Mrs. Willow said comfortably, “it had to happen sometime, didn’t it?”_____Twice during the month of June large trucks had delivered further shipments for Aunt Fanny, which had been stored in the library.MoreLess
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