Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully. Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. If only one might open the shutters and let in the light. "My limbs feel so light, now that my irons are removed," he observed with a smile, "that I am half inclined to dance. "What shall I say? Shall I tell you, or shall I leave you in the dark—as I must always leave her? What shall I say except that I am accursed of men? Yes; I have loved something—her mother.
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