Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous
pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make
some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had
opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say
that was in the least sincere and appealing. It seemed to her the last desperate attack upon the universe that would not
let her live as she desired to live, that penned her in and controlled her and
directed her and disapproved of her, the same invincible wrappering, the same
leaden tyranny of a universe that she had vowed to overcome after that
memorable conflict with her father at Morningside Park. Losing his presence of mind,
Jack quitted his hold, and dropped upon the frame. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only
admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on
him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. To my loving parents and brothers, and
my Aunts, Gail and Barb. If there were any pearls, none came into the light. There was a confused impression of livery carriages and whips with white
favors, people fussily wanting other people to get in before them, and then the
church. He carried her into his bedroom as she unfastened
the tiny white buttons of his shirt.
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