Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a
rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much
as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new
hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket,
burst into tears, and withdrew. She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation,
but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann
Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last
winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. Partly, from your confessor; partly, from other sources. They made a stratum into which Ann
Veronica was now plunged up to her neck; it had become her stratum.
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