”
“Yeah, I think she hates you, hon. “Veronique!” she cried
with a rising intonation, though never before had she called Ann Veronica
anything but Miss Stanley, and seized her and squeezed her and kissed her with
profound emotion. In this state of knowledge
you will be horribly, irrevocably, alone. Her aunt had a once exasperating habit
of interrupting her work with demands for small household services, but now
Ann Veronica rendered them with a queer readiness of anticipatory propitiation. If this is the young lady, she can perhaps calm him. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that
her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to
welcome her weary head. This roof is still open
to you.
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