Chapters (58)
- COVER PAGE
- TITLE PAGE
- DEDICATION
- EPIGRAPH
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- CHAPTER 49
- CHAPTER 50
- CHAPTER 51
- CHAPTER 52
- ALSO BY ANNE RICE
- COPYRIGHT PAGE
“ ‘You’re getting titched in the head, son,’ he said. ‘You need to get clear of here. You can enroll at LSU in Baton Rouge if you want to stay close to home, but I’m for you going up East to Harvard. Aunt Queen’s looked over all the material given her by Lynelle on your schooling and your examinations, and you could easily get into an Ivy League school right now. You’re going out of here.’
“ ‘My darling,’ Aunt Queen said, ‘Pops is absolutely right. You have to think now of your future in the world and not the mysteries and histories of those who once lived in this house. This house will be here for you all your life. But you are at an age now when impressions mean everything, and it’s time for you to get away.’
“I went silent. I had met with total resistance. I wondered if the gators could eat those bodies so quickly that there would be nothing left. I wondered if I could pinpoint the place on the island where I’d been standing when I saw the dastardly deed.
“ ‘You go to bed, Quinn,’ said Aunt Queen gently. ‘I know you saw something out there. I don’t doubt you. And clearly the Hermitage exists. You’ve brought back proof of it. But it’s late, and nothing can be done until morning.’
“Upstairs, I found Big Ramona in my wing chair by the cold fireplace with her rosary beads in her hand. Her full white hair was already braided. She was in her best rose-flowered flannel nightgown. She gave me a big hug and I went in to shower and change.
“After we said our night prayers and I let it be known I was too damned tired for a whole Rosary, we were soon snuggling spoon fashion and I was remembering that mysterious stranger in the weak light of the broken moon.
“Then I heard the computer switched on. A low green light emanated from the monitor.
“What a nuisance, I thought. ‘Goblin, why do you do these things?’ I murmured, but then I heard a strange sound. It was the clicking of the computer keys.
“I shot up out of bed and came into this parlor and stared at the computer. He had most certainly typed out a message:
QUINN, DANGER EVERYWHERE; I’M AFRAID.
“I was stultified. Never had he done this before. Turn it on and off, yes, but to write on it without my hand? I sat down at the computer and I wrote out the words as I recited them aloud:
“ ‘Goblin, I love you. I couldn’t have come home without you. Explain what you mean about danger.’
“I moved my hands away from the keyboard and watched the rapid, seemingly magical depression of the keys as he wrote out:
I SEE IT NEAR AND FAR. GO AWAY. I LOVE YOU. DON’T LOVE REBECCA.