" "I hope not," replied Wild. You are restless, aggressive, critical with all the crude unthinking criticism of youth. ” “Oh, I’m not trying to help it,” said Ann Veronica. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. How clever she was, to fool everybody so easily! Not yet had any one suspected the truth: that she was, in a certain worldly sense, only four weeks old, that her every act had been written down on paper beforehand, and that her success lay in rigidly observing the rules which she herself had drafted to govern her conduct. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate. Oh, I think I understand, Annabel.
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