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MARIUS: I thought you were sick. After the service I hurried around here, but instead of being in bed there you were outside in the yard making yet another...(At a loss for words) I don't really know what to call them.

HELEN: (A small but calm voice. She is very still.) It was an owl, Marius. My first owl.

MARIUS: It couldn't have waited until after the service, Helen?

Though obviously in a sense provoked by Helen's story, I'd never quite been hooked by it. I'm a fisherman and I know the difference between a fish that's just playing with your bait and one that says "WRITE! I'M IT!" and takes your rod down as you sit back and out the hook deep in. I wasn't hooked. The hooking came through a coincidence of factors.