“Well,” she admitted. The beautiful gowns and the flashing bare shoulders and arms of the women had
disturbed and distressed her. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't
know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me
of my mother. ”
“I came here to talk reasonably, Mr. That
same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would
have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now
became uppermost again. After the day in the library, he constantly
demonstrated his affections; Gianfrancesco had never
done that. 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.
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