
Brentburn stood where rich woodland met pine and heather, with a new Gothic church and an ungainly but comfortable rectory. The living is pleasant enough in summer, St John, but winter roads, damp rooms, and parish complaints have damaged my health. You step into this one-chapter preview with Reginald Chester at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. The settled rule followed you into a parish already treating the arrangement as fact. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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