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 : Kitty, please. I’ve news for you—grave news—but I can’t tell it unless you’ll listen quietly.

Tell me, Chris is mad is that it?

It’s absurd to jump to conclusions like that. Of course he’s not mad.



It’s a long story I’ve got to tell you. I can’t tell it you like this. You must control yourself please  for all our sakes. Sit down and listen quietly. Come.

[He puts her, dazed, into a chair, and takes ''chair himself. His foot strikes the umbrella. He stoops and picks it up''.

What’s this?



Jenny’s?

Mrs. Grey’s.





(with a jump) : Margaret Allington? Did you say Margaret Allington?