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Ennison with my sister last night. She bounced onto her bottom. 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. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. But he afterwards acted upon the suggestion. Her parents left two weeks later, the weather still fine. She let her mind run into dreams of that cloud paradise of an altered world in which the Goopes and Minivers, the Fabians and reforming people believed. Thankfully only the children were home, so there was no one to take active notice that she had been accompanied on her way home from school. . Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. ” Sir John stamped his letters, brushed his hat, and carefully gave his moustache an upward curl before the looking-glass. But the besetting evil of the place, and that which drew down the severest censures of the writers above-mentioned, was that this spot,—which of all others should have been most free from such intrusion—was made a public exhibition.
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