But ere the words could find utterance, her maternal tenderness overcame her
indignation; and, sinking upon her knees, she extended her arms over her child. Now I do. She posed herself before her mirror and surveyed herself with
gravely thoughtful, gravely critical, and yet admiring eyes. Ennison, if at all,” Anna declared
calmly. The wall of the sky, the wall of the
horizon, the wall behind which each human being hid—the wall behind which
she herself was hiding! If only her mother had lived, her darling mother!
Presently the unhappy puzzlement left her face; and an inward glow began to
lighten it. ”
“You are wonderful!” she murmured. “Please stop fighting me. You
simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. “Have some more port wine, sir?”
“It’s a very sound wine,” said Mr. Wood. ” He
said. I am the richest man in the world. She became more and more alive, not
so much to a system of ideas as to a big diffused impulse toward change, to a
great discontent with and criticism of life as it is lived, to a clamorous confusion
of ideas for reconstruction—reconstruction of the methods of business, of
economic development, of the rules of property, of the status of children, of the
clothing and feeding and teaching of every one; she developed a quite
exaggerated consciousness of a multitude of people going about the swarming
spaces of London with their minds full, their talk and gestures full, their very
clothing charged with the suggestion of the urgency of this pervasive project of
alteration. Carefully abstaining from thrusting
against each other, Ann Veronica and her father began an absurdly desperate
struggle, the one to open the door, the other to keep it fastened.
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