All the best novels have been
written by women, and yet see how men sneer at the lady novelist still! There’s
only one way to get on for a woman, and that is to please men. It was the
expression of Miss Klegg’s face that put the idea into Ann Veronica’s head of
showing Manning at the College one day, an idea which she didn’t for some
reason or other carry out for a fortnight. Water poured into her eyes,
nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn
and wheeze. Besides, you've secrets which must not be disclosed. That “entirely English” comment was said just to
provoke me. It
seems to me just talk; it seems to me like the fancy of a dream. Ann Veronica
found herself incompetent, undignified, and detestable, holding on desperately to
a hardening antagonism to her father, quarrelling with him, wrangling with him,
thinking of repartees—almost as if he was a brother. Which are you—Valade or Charvill? Or, no, let me guess.
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