But the morning brought courage again, and those first
intimations of horror vanished completely from her mind. Age is set,
impervious to innovations. She was introduced, perhaps a little too obviously for her taste, as a girl who
was standing out against her people, to a gathering that consisted of a very old
lady with an extremely wrinkled skin and a deep voice who was wearing what
appeared to Ann Veronica’s inexperienced eye to be an antimacassar upon her
head, a shy, blond young man with a narrow forehead and glasses, two
undistinguished women in plain skirts and blouses, and a middle-aged couple,
very fat and alike in black, Mr. “It’s the stir of spring,” he said. I've always been more or less music-mad. A
fever of shame ran through her being. “Looks like old
times here, I see. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed
and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. And were you to load me with thrice the weight of iron you
have ordered you should not prevent my escaping a third time. Do
you expect me, I wonder. "I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one
still. The remainder of dinner was surreal and stilted. A broken laugh followed the
action. "
"What did I say?"
"Only one word," she said, offering her first white lie.
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