Nobody regards Constance or Vee as a delicate trifle. Just as he had told Gerald would be the case, there was nothing of interest to hear, especially as he had met the girl in London only last night. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked. She had been so busy with life that, for a vast gulf of time, as it seemed, she had given no thought to those ancient, imagined things of her childhood. “Go from me, husband!” With a flourish he brought her arms behind her and her body was slammed to the floor.
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