When her shock and the headache subsided, and she remembered that she had been reading the letter when Gosse had accosted her, she looked for it in vain. The sense of publicity, of people coming and going about them, kept them both unemotional. She could smell the sweet girl child he had buried in the garage in autumn, 1 even under the frozen ground. “Your little flag of pride must flutter down with the rest of them, Ann Veronica. In the discussion there was the oddest mixture of things that were personal and petty with an idealist devotion that was fine beyond dispute. So that the thought of Ann Veronica up-stairs had been extremely painful for her through all the silent dinner-time that night. When other kids got sick at school, they always had Moms who would rescue them within minutes. “John’s here.
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