1 Mr. Bart dropped into a chair, and sat gazing absently at the fragment of jellied salmon which the butler had placed before him.
2 Mr. Bart sat motionless, his gaze still fixed on the salmon, and his lower jaw dropped; he looked even paler than usual, and his thin hair lay in untidy streaks on his forehead.
3 Lily obeyed, and when she turned back into the room her father was sitting with both elbows on the table, the plate of salmon between them, and his head bowed on his hands.
4 Before he went to bed she always got him a lunch of smoked salmon or anchovies and beer.
5 "They've just got in a supply of fresh salmon at the inn," he said.
6 And in the dining-room this morning two short little men were eating salmon and lots of other things.
7 The second day you only took salmon.
8 But, she was crying, had we met before the salmon leapt like a bar of silver.