She drifted, via Theobald’s Road, obliquely toward the region about Titchfield
Street. She found herself trying on the baubles he
brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim
fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss
it. But when she spoke her lips quivered, and they came. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair
for her cane. “Think of that check you endorsed. But I trusted to that ring of yours. My uterus and my ovaries are gone. I hope you will always remember——”
Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. Are you going to have any apple-tart,
Stanley? The apple-tart’s been very good lately—very good!”
Part 7
At the end of dinner that evening Ann Veronica began: “Father!”
Her father looked at her over his glasses and spoke with grave deliberation;
“If there is anything you want to say to me,” he said, “you must say it in the
study.
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