 And the years passed quietly, happily, until that night. I remember it was just before dinner. Kathy and I were sitting together, talking. Edgar, I've been meaning to ask you, have you talked to Jeff Peters about the new wing? Yes, and I think we'd better go ahead and build. It looks as though it may be some time before we can marry Isabella off. She's so particular. Poor Isabella. I'm afraid I got the only prize in the county.