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“I say!” he said, without any movement. “I do not know what you mean,” he said, “but if you are referring to any little coolness since our marriage let us never speak of it again. Go back at once, please. My poor son despairs of me, for I have primed every member of the family to bring me the latest novels whenever they choose to visit. Not my affair, of course, but I think we ought to teach them more or restrain them more. She had not nursed Leonardo for weeks for nothing. 1. “I—I am sorry—I didn’t explain. ” “You have no right at all,” she answered. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified.
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