You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. She must not tell Martha about Gerald. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. She calls us her guests, but in reality we are her prisoners. ’” “What did he say?” “What does any one say to an invitation to dinner point-blank? One tries to collect one’s wits. His appetite was perfectly Gargantuan. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. I cannot have my wife distressed or worried.
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