“Please tell me what entrance I should go to,” he asked since Cove Road was dotted with gated entrances to financier’s mansions, gentleman’s farms and summer retreats of Manhattan’s elite. They drove in silence for a while and as they approached Sagamore Hill Road she said, “This is it.” Nelson drove up to the house on the hill, to the front door under the covered portico. The butler came scurrying out scolding, “Mrs. Roosevelt, please tell us when you go out so we can send the car for you.”

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