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times. She
    said, "This is fantastic, Cyril. Where's that bottle of cream sherry?"
    "What a great idea," he said, freeing himself from April's
    clutches and going over to a cabinet. He brought back an unopened bottle of
    sherry and four glasses, putting them before Grant and giving him a nod.
    Grant soon opened the bottle and poured generous amounts of
    sherry into each glass, before handing them out. He stood up, raised his glass
    and said, "Here's to Cyril, the greatest salesman in Cheshire! To Cyril, with
    our heartfelt thanks."
    As he replenished their glasses, Joyce said, "I think you
    both better stay for dinner. I'll cook something special in celebration of this
    success."
    "That's so kind of you, Joyce, but we have the long drive
    back to Leeds, so I don't think we can stay for dinner tonight. Can we take a
    rain-check on it for another day?"
    "Well that's disappointing," she said, looking at Cyril.
    He quickly got the unspoken message and said, "Why don't you
    to stay here tonight, we have plenty of room, and we'd love you to stay for
    dinner and spend the evening with us."
    Grant was wondering how to say no, when April said, "Thank
    you, that's a great idea and we accept, don't we?" She looked at Grant…
    "Yes, of course, thanks so much for your kindness, you're
    both so wonderful to us." he raised his glass to Joyce and Cyril.
    "That's settled then, you can stay the night…wait a minute,
    though."
    The room went quiet and they looked at Cyril, wondering what
    he had in mind.
    "Why stay just for the night? Joyce, let this young couple
    stay here with us until they find their own place. What do you think?"
    "Of course they can, that will be wonderful!"
    "Oh Joyce, Cyril, thank you so much. I do so hate that long
    journey, and I love it here in Stockport – are you really sure it will be
    alright?" said April, looking pensively from one to the other.
    "My dear, it's a done deal," said Cyril with a broad smile,
    "You're our house guests until you find a place of your own."
    "I agree," said Joyce, raising her glass to April and then
    to Grant, who each responded.
    "Right," said Cyril, taking charge, "You girls go and
    arrange the sleeping arrangements, and get the dinner on cooking, while I teach
    this young man how to play chess."

CHAPTER 8
     
    "This is a large house, but we've made a few changes over
    the years," said Joyce, as she led the way upstairs. There was a landing that
    ran from left to right at the top of the stairs, and she turned to the left
    until she came to two doors. She swung open the door on the left, saying,
    "That's Cyril's room. She turned to April and said, "We've had separate room
    since the death of our son at childbirth, some ten years ago."
    "Oh, I am sorry, how dreadful for you."
    Joyce wasn't sure if she meant the loss of her baby, or
    living in separate rooms, but didn't wait for clarification and opened the door
    on the right. "This is our guest room; come inside it's quite large."
    The room was furnished with a soft beige carpet, bright
    yellow curtains and a flowery yellow cover over the double bed. It was a corner
    room with windows on two sides, allowing the evening sun to shine in and
    brighten the already cheerful room. There were matching wardrobes with a
    dressing table between them along the left wall, with two small armchairs and a
    small table set before the window on the far wall.
    Joyce looked at the smile on April's face as she took in the
    warm ambience of the bedroom, and was pleased with her reaction.
    "This is a lovely room, Joyce."
    "Well, it's yours for as long as you and Grant wish to
    stay," she said, ushering her back onto the passage. As they walked along she
    opened the door on her left next to the guest room, saying, "Here's the
    bathroom, with all the normal fittings." They didn't enter, and Joyce went to
    the adjacent door, and said, "Here's our second guest room, which as you can
    see has only a single bed and is a quite narrow room. It was going to be