Chapter TwoThe funeral cortège drew up outside the brown stone building in Fifth Avenue.
The first carriage contained the three Vanderfeld brothers.
The horses wore black crêpe on their head bands and the coachman a wide crêpe band around his tall hat. The three Vanderfeld brothers led by the oldest, Harvey, started climbing the long flight of steps to the front door.
On every third step a footman in knee breeches and with powdered hair stood shivering in the pouring rain, a black armband on his crimson livery coat.
Harvey Vanderfeld walked into the large marble hall where the chandeliers were made of Venetian glass, the Gobelin tapestries came from France, the heavily carved gilt chairs from Italy and the rugs from Persia.
He walked in his quick characteristic way, passing the waitin
