He touched a long-standing sore, and Ann Veronica found herself vainly
trying to explain—the inexplicable. Though it’s very kind of you. Very fascinating, though, trying to analyse
the impulse. ’ It was the Press who
forced the identity upon me. ”
He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen,
seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. ’ She grasped the girl’s arm. “It does nothing but sit there. She stole a few glances at John as she stood and
played the pieces. At last he took up his thoughts again: “I wonder if, some day, one
won’t need to rebel against customs and laws? If this discord will have gone?
Some day, perhaps—who knows?—the old won’t coddle and hamper the young,
and the young won’t need to fly in the faces of the old.
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