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 : I’m sorry, but  oh, Frank, really

[She gurgles.

This is sheer hysteria.

(weakly): I’m sorry but, Frank  you  you [She is near tears.



(controlling herself) : I know, Frank. I’m sorry. I’ll be good. Go on.

[She turns away from them and sits with her back to them, staring out of the window.

(white and tense) : What did he say?

(hesitant) : Kitty I hardly  you see  he has no memory of you, of having married you  naturally, he seemed a little  well, a little hostile. Oh, not personally I don’t mean that  but the idea of a wife he didn’t know  it’s very dreadful. He turned away from me then, told me to go became almost abusive, and so insisted that I was finally forced to leave him. I spoke to the doctor later. He said he had satisfied himself that Chris was suffering from a loss of memory extending over fifteen years, and that he thought in the circumstances, I, as his cousin, should make arrangements for his removal home.

Still still in Boulogne?