Ada

Adaardor at ardis: hot summer, a country estate--and suddenly the arcane alchemy of love burst into flame, kindled by the fire that blazed in the nightIn the early afternoon he descended with his two suitcases into the sunny peace of the little rural station whence a winding road led to Ardis Hall, which he was visiting for the first time in his life. In a miniature of the imagination, he had seen a saddled horse prepared for him; there was not even a trap. The stationmaster, a stout sunburned m...