![]() ![]() Once inside-even more astonishing than outside-they meet the caretaker Walker and then the eccentric Allardyce siblings, sixty-ish, who chat and charm and finally do the hard sell:īut they needn't have bothered for Marian, and they even raise the price from the unbelievably low $700 for the summer to a still-unbelievable $900. Yet on close inspection there is much wear and tear a mortal sin, Marian thinks. Towering above them, ballustraded and pavillioned and mullioined and multi-storeyed, it leaves the Rolfes with jaws agape. Along with their young son David in tow, they drive the couple hours upstate, out of the city, and find a home, a mansion, an estate really, set back in foresty wilds. ![]() ![]() ![]() Knowing she can't spend another sweltering season in their Queens apartment, Marian Rolfe finds and shows her husband Ben an ad in the paper about a countryside home to rent "for the right people," (Ben hears a dog whistle and comments racist pigs but Marian is not dissuaded). Everyone was looking to get out (a bit of a theme in vintage horror) and if you could afford it, renting a summer home was tops. New York City sucked in the '70s and it sucked especially in the summer back when A/C wasn't a commonplace household item. ![]()
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