[Seems more like a tragedy to him. If he dies, his ghost is going to be very, very angry.
Anyhow, what's there to do than to listen? To stay very, very still? Henry feels as wobbly as the table itself, but he grits his teeth and holds his "ground", or what little he has of it.]
Hurry.
[-he says, as the table lists in the direction of a quickly-sinking corner this time.]
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Anyhow, what's there to do than to listen? To stay very, very still? Henry feels as wobbly as the table itself, but he grits his teeth and holds his "ground", or what little he has of it.]
Hurry.
[-he says, as the table lists in the direction of a quickly-sinking corner this time.]