The calvacade was now put slowly in motion. ‘But what will happen to Lucia? Are we to kill her?’ ‘Of course not. I know life. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. I saw him yesterday, and he told me he shouldn't stir from home for a week to come. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. “It is very nice of you to come, but I do not think for the present, at any rate, I could give him any other answer. I——” She threw herself into an easy chair. Ann Veronica brought her luggage in a cab from the hotel; she tipped the hotel porter sixpence and overpaid the cabman eighteenpence, unpacked some of her books and possessions, and so made the room a little homelike, and then sat down in a by no means uncomfortable arm-chair before the fire.
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