“Why should it matter?” he said. There’s a great gulf opened, and nobody’s got any plans what to do with
us. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. Fortescue had not much ability to keep her sister, and a
little while after her mother’s death Ann Veronica met Gwen suddenly on the
staircase coming from her father’s study, shockingly dingy in dusty mourning
and tearful and resentful, and after that Gwen receded from the Morningside
Park world, and not even the begging letters and distressful communications that
her father and aunt received, but only a vague intimation of dreadfulness, a
leakage of incidental comment, flashes of paternal anger at “that blackguard,”
came to Ann Veronica’s ears. My Mom’s stomach has a lot of bad scars that make
it look all ropy and weird. ” He meditated. . "
"He couldn't help it, Ruth. "I have
baffled you. .
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