” They were in the elder Widgett girl’s bedroom; Hetty was laid up, she said, with a sprained ankle, and a miscellaneous party was gossiping away her tedium. Apparently he had projected beyond his table some hypnotic thought, for it had held him all through the dining hour. “Yeah, I’ve heard that story. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round. Something about the girl had suggested an idea. He kept at it even on those nights when the monsoon began to break with heavy storms and he had to weight down with stones everything on his table. ’ ‘But that would make her half French,’ Hilary pointed out. "Not proud in the least, I declare.
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