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He asked questions and listened to her views for a time. Most of it had been
incomprehensible to her, or comprehensible in a way that checked further
curiosity, but the figure of Vivien, hard, capable, successful, and bullying, and
ordering about a veritable Teddy in the person of Frank Gardner, appealed to her. Never really thought about
Him—people don’t. He was way out of her league and it
was downright odd that he had obliged himself to talk to
her, let alone walk her home. It's kind of comforting to have you there. You refuse me your confidence. One realized indeed then
where the differences lay; the tender curves about Anna’s mouth transformed
into hard sharp lines in Annabel’s, the eyes of one, truthful and frank, the other’s
more beautiful but with less expression—windows lit with dazzling light, but
through which one saw—nothing. "
"Mother!" cried Jack, in a broken voice. Ann Veronica, after a last
survey of the dinner appointments, followed him, rustling, came to his side by
the high brass fender, and touched two or three ornaments on the mantel above
the cheerful fireplace. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself,
in a voice that was forced and insincere. She took it up in her many-ringed hands and read it judicially.
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