Therefore, he didn't associate the girl in front of him with the so-called wild girl.
Claire was about to answer when Evans asked her another question. "Why is there no one in the house?"
Claire replied. "They went to visit the tomb of Old Mr. Smith."
Evans didn't say anything, but got up with his cane, and tottered towards the back garden.
Claire placed the teacup back in the kitchen. She was ready to go upstairs to catch up on sleep.
Sitting at the jade stone table in the back garden, Evans suddenly beckoned her. "Come, girl, come here."
Claire stepped over.
There was a game of chess on the jade stone table.
Evans tapped the stone bench in front of her with his cane. "Sit down and play two games of chess with me."
Claire didn't speak and took a seat.
The sun was shining, and a sweet breeze with the fragrance of flowers fluttered their hair. The old man and the girl were sitting in the back garden and playing chess.
