’ ‘What? But—’ ‘Precisely, Hilary. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores. I wanted you to know. ‘Hilary, thank God! Have you a pistol about you? Or better yet, your sword. 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. It is not you who runs the risk of going dinnerless to-morrow. You were dying and your baby along with you.
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