She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. The dinner was stranger than she had ever anticipated. Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. . “I suppose I ought to congratulate you,” he said. ’ Jack gasped. “May I hear?” “It really isn’t much to tell,” Drummond answered.
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