” “It’s some sort of delirium,” said Capes. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. Nothing else was put in their place, and they remained sotto voce, as it were, in his mind. ” “You are foolish,” she declared, with a note of irritability in her tone. ” “Your husband,” he answered bluntly. "Put it under my pillow," he said.
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