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The patient was asleep. 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. Cool and sunny, it seemed that God himself smiled
upon that day, the sunbeams streaming through the
magnificent arches dustily as the priest murmured in
soporific Latin. And they come here, and
they look at our furniture to see if it is good; and they are not glad, it does not
stir them, that at last, at last we can dare to have children. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right
across it. “But what can one do?” asked Ann Veronica. She
charged boldly into the space of Miss Miniver’s rhetorical pause. "I think you're all bewitched," she cried. "If this document is correct," continued Wood, "and I am persuaded it is so,—
you are as unfortunate as wicked. ’
A scowl crossed the lady’s face.
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