Her father was distinctly irascible, and disposed more than ever to hide away among the petrological things—the study was turned out. “Have you ever seen Annabel with him?” she asked. It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement. There was a great splash of blood upon it, her hand was all wet and sticky. ’ Gerald could not suppress a grin. Ann Veronica’s experiences of men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always Manning. “May I ask whether you are staying with friends in town?” he inquired deferentially. “I can get very angry. Even if you pretend sometimes to be without sense.
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