Part 3
The call Ann Veronica paid with her aunt that afternoon had at first much the
same relation to the Widgett conversation that a plaster statue of Mr. "I began to fear, from his having quitted the old place, that some misfortune
must have befallen him. She had never been there before at that hour, in that light, and it seemed
to her as if she came to it all for the first time. “You remind me of a little blue stone I had once. ” She said as the car stopped. And then, as she stood
there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon
her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. ”
She glared at Sebastian over the drawing table where
she was sketching in chalk, then over at the fifteen year
old boy who was asleep in a disheveled pile of rushes in
the corner. ”
“Why can’t you take me with you?” He begged. ”
She had had so much time to learn the violin that she
often thought to herself that she ought to be much more
skilled at it. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she
was within lawful bounds. She meditated
profoundly through several enormous cold hours on all that had happened and all
that she had done since the swirl of the suffrage movement had submerged her
personal affairs. Sheppard, faintly. “There is my aunt,” she said.
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