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I had my breakfast in my room the next morning, for my head ached and I was still in a bewildered state of mind with what Zaidee had told me. It was Alex who brought my breakfast, stumbling as she came in, for she was not very steady on her feet.
"Corns, a whole bushel," she said, when I pointed to her feet swathed in big cloth shoes.