“Now I see what everything means,” said Ann Veronica to herself; and it
really felt for some days as though the secret of the universe, that had been
wrapped and hidden from her so obstinately, was at last altogether displayed. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy
face from me?
She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the
Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned
some verse of tender lyric beauty. "
"You're agitating yourself unnecessarily, Joan," returned Wood, in a soothing
voice. Petals!. Even to my own
brother—if I had one—I could not tell everything, and you, although you are so
kind, you are almost a stranger, aren’t you?”
“No, no!” he protested. \"I'll have to ask Cathy, you know my foster mother? I
have not been asked on a date before. To them all I am nothing.
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