‘Idiot!’
‘Enough, now! Softly, you little termagant,’ he ordered, seizing her wrists to
hold her off. But that instinct is severely
dampened most of the time. “Think of what Lady Palsworthy will say! Think of what”—So-and-so
—“will say! What are we to tell people?
“Besides, what am I to tell your father?”
At first it had not been at all clear to Ann Veronica that she would refuse to
return home; she had had some dream of a capitulation that should leave her an
enlarged and defined freedom, but as her aunt put this aspect and that of her
flight to her, as she wandered illogically and inconsistently from one urgent
consideration to another, as she mingled assurances and aspects and emotions, it
became clearer and clearer to the girl that there could be little or no change in the
position of things if she returned. He touched it again, and this time it was not
withdrawn. She leaned back as he climbed on top of her and
kissed her mouth again. She
cursed Satan and screamed at the heavens, praying to
Mary frantically. He had done his best,
pitching with determined fury that resulted in two outs. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground.
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