"Though you lorded it over that fond fool, Mrs. Norris, wringing her hands and wepping, the unfortunate lady was placed upon a couch. He was entranced as she walked towards him. “Kindly explain it to me. You have the look in your eyes to-night which you had that day, the look of a frightened child. As she talked, the drift and significance of what she was saying shaped itself slowly to Ann Veronica’s apprehension. One day I can be a Gothic chick, and the next day I’ll be Hitler Youth. She acted as her mother had taught her to. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. “Why, among other things, did I put my knuckles in his neck—deliberately to hurt him?” She tried to sound the humorous note. But it would serve. For a long time there had been a standing offer from the company at Copeley's to take over the McClintock plantation; and today he had decided to sell. But never mind that. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. Annabel turned on the electric light and made her way into the sitting-room.
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