He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. One married as he wished and one against his wishes, and now here was Ann Veronica, his little Vee, discontented with her beautiful, safe, and sheltering home, going about with hatless friends to Socialist meetings and art-class dances, and displaying a disposition to carry her scientific ambitions to unwomanly lengths. You’re just a particular being with nothing else in the world to class with you. I hope we may never find her again. "Got the rooms mixed.
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