" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. ” Miss Stanley rose and regarded Ann Veronica fixedly. He had shaved his side-whiskers and come over in flannels, but he was still indisputably the same person who had attended Ann Veronica for the measles and when she swallowed the fish-bone. It’s all very handsome starting out on your own, but it’s too damned hard.
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