At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. “If you say so, Lucy. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought. He swore that I was his wife, that chance had given me to him at last. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. Thus, all her interest in life began to centre upon the patient, who was apparently quite as anchorless as she was. There was only one prisoner in the ward. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. ” “Why?” asked Hetty. “She can’t. I want to know more about her.
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