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The Seer's Wolf18 to figure out Irena’s motive: to bring about a separation between him and the eldest daughter. If he did dote on Arkie, what was wrong with that? The wife was too possessive. He’d soon figured out what to do. It wouldn’t be an impossible situation. Let Arkie go to his Aunt Thelma in Scarborough knowing he could travel over on the motorbike and see her most weekends. Thelma was his side of the family and she’d always been a kind, accommodating woman. So he’d asked her if he could stay overnight on a Saturday in her spare room, and she hadn’t minded at all. Then three years agoArkie moved from Scarborough down to London to finish her schooling and learn the secretarial skills at Pitman’s College she’d need for a job. So they’d be together again, soon, in London. How he looked forward to having his Arkie at home once more! Irena was looking forward to it, too; at least that’s how she acted. Still, he was surprised to see the wife fussing about getting Arkie’s new bedroom in order. As for Ella and Lola, they were over the moon. Big Sister was coming home! Throughout all the changes, Ralph remembered his grandfather. What would Frank have thought about the sale of the business he’d established and was so proud of—and of his grandson leaving Yorkshire for good? It’s my destiny Grandad, he said, silently addressing the deceased old gentleman. So it was farewell to Ripon, to the town with its narrow streets and Market Square lined with shops and buildings a century or so old; to the cathedral with its crypt whose history went back to Anglo-Saxon times; to the thousand-year custom of the Horn Blower whose horn sounded every night at precisely nine o’clock on each corner of the obelisk, setting the watch. Anditwasfarewelltothethreerivers—Ralphknewthemintimately— the Ure, the Skell and the Laver, and the surrounding dales with their sheep... he knew that country so well. The Racecourse might have held no interest but nearby were the canals, and a few miles away, FountainsAbbey. In the ruins of the Abbey he’d courted Irena. Why must he think of that? But the North Yorkshire Moors—they were the wrench. Those bleak,

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