She was obliged, as she explained continually to every one who cared to listen, to be so very particular. Anything else that was said she now regarded only as an aspect of or diversion from that. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an acceptable friend to accompany her. He flipped the television off. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. “No you don’t!” said Ann Veronica, and walked out at a brisk and businesslike pace toward the house. It is a lovely little appendage to the mother who smiles over it, and it does things quaintly like her, gestures with her very gestures. Sensing his discomfort, she stood up and brushed lint off of the hem of her gray miniskirt.
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