Chapter 19

The servant shook his head in confusion. “I don’t know, and I didn’t dare look.” Hearing this, Mr. Irwin grew even more anxious. He rushed upstairs, knocked on the bedroom door, and when no one answered, he kicked it open. Together with his wife, they burst into the room. Curtis sat at the desk, seemingly oblivious to the commotion. His back was turned to them as he mechanically wrote on sheets of paper. Beside him was a stack of notebooks, all filled to the brim. Mr. and...