Probably he taught me what a joke was merely to irritate my father; for suddenly Father stopped my going to the store for things and sent our old Kanaka cook instead. She cleaned everything, wiped every surface, mopped and scrubbed every last drop of blood. She had to resist an impulse of sheer terror, to run out after them and give in. The moment she entered the room and he rose, she felt that she was immediately consigned to the circle of strangers; and it emptied her heart of its joy and filled it with diffidence. Ann Veronica’s desire to laugh unrestrainedly was checked by the tremendous earnestness of his expression. She could not analyse what was stirring in her: the thought of losing the doll, the dog, and the cat. Please don’t let any one know that. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. To begin with, he struck her as being the most variable person she had ever encountered.
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