“Wonderful man!” said Ann Veronica, reassured, and stroking his cheek with
her finger. She threw out a hand to stop
herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own
petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. She pointed
suddenly at the portrait. ”
“I realize I can’t see my mom or brother again. ’
‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. “Don’t you know, child, that this is
torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?”
Her face had become almost like a marble image. But at the word
“home” she turned again. It has been a big night. "Enough," said Jack, recovering his composure.
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