. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o'
puppies. Are you going to have any apple-tart,
Stanley? The apple-tart’s been very good lately—very good!”
Part 7
At the end of dinner that evening Ann Veronica began: “Father!”
Her father looked at her over his glasses and spoke with grave deliberation;
“If there is anything you want to say to me,” he said, “you must say it in the
study. It was, in a way, something of a joke to the
doctor: psychology and physiognomy on an island which white folks did not
visit more than three or four times a year, only then when they had to. I walked London till the soles of my shoes were worn through, and my toes were
blistered. “Is this Montague Street, W. Wonderful! The water, dripping from you, must have looked like
pearls.
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