A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water. White leaned forward in her chair with an anxious smile designed to throw oil upon the troubled waters. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked. Certain reserves went down on both sides. He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening.
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