"I was afraid it would be so. One day her mother swept into the bedroom of the family townhouse, sweeping across the floor with a bundle in her arms. “My father’s sisters used once to live in the old manor house. Mr. . He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. There were moments when Ann Veronica rather more than suspected the chief speakers to be, as school-boys say, showing off at her. Lucy stared out to the busy streets beyond. And the jailers also retired. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life, and the moment his back was turned, this! He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth. Their momentary absence seemed to have worked wonders; for now the most perfect understanding appeared to subsist between them. Her hand grasped it firmly, and she pushed herself forward. "And yet—but it is only part of the chain of ill-luck that seems wound around me.
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