"I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. Immeasurable disgust possessed her. " "You have no son," rejoined Sir Rowland, moodily. Somebody ought to talk to him, warn him. But it wasn’t the harassment that bothered her. The burning topic of the Mendelian controversy was approached on one or two occasions, but avoided dexterously; and they talked chiefly of letters and art and the censorship of the English stage. Besides, it did not fit her well, which was why the loose wimple had slipped. And at last Ann Veronica and Miss Miniver came down the dark staircase and out into the foggy spaces of the London squares, and crossed Russell Square, Woburn Square, Gordon Square, making an oblique route to Ann Veronica’s lodging.
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