There were a lot of names and years. But the last name was always the same - Agers. It went from father to son, from father to son in the family. Paxton looked at the last name in the book , 'William Agers'. He had William's book in his hands! 'Excuse me,' Paxton said to the tall, thin woman in the shop. 'What do you know about William Agers?' 'That isn't a happy story,' the woman said. 'William Agers is dead. He was young _ only twenty-eight.' 'And he didn't have a son?' 'That's right,' the woman answered. 'Mr Agers didn't have a son or a daughter.' 'Where did he live?' Paxton asked. 'I'm an old friend of the family." 'He lived in a small house near the sea,' the woman said. 'Do you want the address?' 'Yes, please!' Paxton said. He looked for some money in his coat. 'And how much is this book?' To be continued...🌀 📚 @English_4u 📚