Chapter 19

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​⁠There was a heavy fall of snow in the early afternoon. All city noises were dulled. Violet had spread newspapers before her and she was sipping hot tea. “Says here they found a frozen man on the el steps, people walking around him. You think they figured he was sleeping?” The telephone rang and Violet picked it up. “Hello. Yes, we’ll accept it. Hold the line, ma’am, she’s right here. It’s Millvill