"That doesn't seem logical. About Dan I mean. I can see why—"
Cecil laid out his ideas on the subject and Nick shook his head. "Can't hardly go along with you on that. Don't figure it makes sense somehow."
"Gimme a cup of that coffee, will you?"
"Okay. So you think it's just been a masquerade all the time?"
"What other answer is there? A spindly, pipe-stem little leg doesn't grow normal overnight."
"But we saw Biddy's deformed leg. All of us."
"I got that figured out too."
"Then tell me."
"Illusion," Cecil said wisely. "A kind of optical illusion. We see a girl limping with a big brace on her leg. We really don't look any further than that. We take it for granted the leg's bad. That's human nature, Nick."
Sanford didn't seem entirely convinced but he didn't argue the point. "Well, now that you know, what are you going to do about it?"