She leaned back in the cab with half-closed eyes. “But Sebastian! I need them!” He smiled, not a smile of comfort, but a smile of terrible menace. I felt—I felt living in a masked world. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. I don’t care WHAT happens. “But what are you going to do?” asked Hetty. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. The beautiful gowns and the flashing bare shoulders and arms of the women had disturbed and distressed her. No matter what they do, always someone to bolster them up, to lend them money, and to coddle them. You must know that. It opened and a nun’s head popped out.
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