All of us were fussy, colicky babies from what she tells
me. For
a long time neither spoke again. No instrument I've ever used has
done me such good service. “There have been other times,” he said a little sadly. Then Ann
Veronica passed on toward the tea in the garden, which was dotted with the elite
of Morningside Park society, and there she was pounced upon by Lady
Palsworthy and given tea and led about. But he seized the
chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone
steps of the flat. She heard the ocean in the
distance, waves crashing on the beach, high tide. The street was deserted, no
pedestrian school-goers walked immediately in front or
behind them. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have
been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a
preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked
remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly—
she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving
beautifully was the beginning and end of her being.
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