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"I'll never understand. They were so good to me. She had found it in 1988, the year
of the stock market crash. The events that had initially followed in the wake of her triumph over Emile
Gosse had quite confused and dazed her. Will you answer me a question first?”
“If I can,” Ennison said. She had a feeling as though something had dropped from her eyes, as though
she had just discovered herself for the first time—discovered herself as a sleepwalker might do, abruptly among dangers, hindrances, and perplexities, on the
verge of a cardinal crisis. Wood had been my father, as well as yours. “Yes, mostly. ”
“How old-fashioned of you, Lucy. A cold shiver came over her. Perhaps she
might never come back to that breakfast-room again. The more haste, the worse speed—better the
feet slip than the tongue. Her back arched slightly in
response.
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