"The Ancestral Manse"

Again Harry yanked on Livingston's arm. "Come on, Livingston, let's go." And again Livingston's small eyes opened. "Where are we going?" "Home," said Harry. "We're at your house." "Oh," said Livingston. He sat up straight, blinking. "Splendid. What do we owe you, my good man?" he said, addressing the driver. "Nothing," said the driver. "Your buddy already paid me." "Oh, thank you, Harry," said…