You go to your room and ring for your maid. ” “It would be my pleasure, madame. ” Ann Veronica had remained standing while her aunt spoke. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. He had promised her some books, for she had voiced her hunger for stories. " "Lord, that's just the lesson I've been expounding! It isn't a question of fear; it's one of propriety.
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