“We’ll go to a place where we can have a private room,” he said. She was glad when he went on: “I want to be your city of refuge from every sort of bother. If I did not love you en désespoir, I would assuredly blow off your head. Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say that was in the least sincere and appealing. Ran in the family.
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