Her sadness was manageable only
because she was so familiar with its phases, because she
could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer
studying the moon. He was no longer in military uniform,
and it was evident from his suit of brown brocade that he had been disturbed
while preparing for an evening engagement. I
shall not part with you again. Part 4
At eight that evening Miss Stanley tapped at Ann Veronica’s bedroom door. Neither
father, aunt, nor brothers made a sign, and then one afternoon in early February
her aunt came up in a state between expostulation and dignified resentment, but
obviously very anxious for Ann Veronica’s welfare. ‘But lay him down. ’
Miss Froxfield intervened quickly as her betrothed showed signs of erupting
again. I’ve never found them hostile. Widgett was a journalist and art critic, addicted to a
greenish-gray tweed suit and “art” brown ties; he smoked corncob pipes in the
Avenue on Sunday morning, travelled third class to London by unusual trains,
and openly despised golf. I packed them with the other few things I owned. "Ah! Owen Wood, is it you?" cried David in astonishment.
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