Then his tiny
bow mouth opened into an adoring smile. She wanted to
take him in her arms and hush him, but she sat perfectly still. It
would have been a crisis anyhow, but it was complicated in Ann Veronica’s mind
by the fact that a letter lay on the breakfast-table from Mr. Now Owen Wood had one fair child,
Unlike her mother, meek and mild;
Her love the draper strove to gain,
But she repaid him with disdain. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending
loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. . Ann
Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads
from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent
muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. “Lucy Albert, sir. ”
“That’s one of our differences. ’
‘But why?’ asked Melusine, astonished, and somewhat overwhelmed by the
other girl’s volubility.
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