"I call this ere crib the Little-Ease,
arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. It was a
cheerful, irresponsible, shamelessly hard-up family in the key of faded green and
flattened purple, and the girls went on from the High School to the Fadden Art
School and a bright, eventful life of art student dances, Socialist meetings,
theatre galleries, talking about work, and even, at intervals, work; and ever and
again they drew Ann Veronica from her sound persistent industry into the circle
of these experiences. He did not care whether the stories
were accepted or not. It is a lovely little appendage to
the mother who smiles over it, and it does things quaintly like her, gestures with
her very gestures. Michelle burst into laughter, followed by
John, who almost spit up his cola.
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