“That’s a start.” Layne got out his camera. “Would it be all right if I took some pictures in here? I work for an architectural magazine as one of its photographers. If Mitch, he’s one of the editors, is interested, I’d like to document what you’re doing for a story on what it takes to bring a house back from the dead, so to speak.”
“No, absolutely not! I mean, you may take pictures if you want, but not for publication. I don’t want everyone and their brother coming up here to sightsee Granville’s Folly and try to poke their nose into everything. Yes, I know that’s what they call it, Granville’s Folly, and perhaps it was a folly for my great-grandfather to build it, but as far as I’m concerned, out of sight, out of mind, or something like that.”
“The workmen you hire will tell people, yo
