She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. “Not like it’s your fault if you wake up one day and decide you hanker for a nice piece of ass, a ten-minute tumble. Then making a pretence of stooping to rearrange her flowing train, she glanced at Anna, and half stopped in her progress down the room. ‘Eh bien?’ She thrust again, from the same place. ‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. And I think I must pursue my acquaintance with the fulsome Madame Valade. Are you going to have any apple-tart, Stanley? The apple-tart’s been very good lately—very good!” Part 7 At the end of dinner that evening Ann Veronica began: “Father!” Her father looked at her over his glasses and spoke with grave deliberation; “If there is anything you want to say to me,” he said, “you must say it in the study. She had not thought anything could equal her despair at that moment. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon.
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