Next moment they were sorry. Robin stopped dead, flushed up, and said--

"Mrs Inglethwaite, I am sorry. I have been most inconsiderate and rude.

I have wearied you all. The truth is," he continued quite simply, "it is

so long since I sat at meat with friends, that I have lost the art of

conversation. I just run on, like--like a leading article. I have not

conversed with a woman, except once or twice across a counter, for

nearly three years."

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