He was unusually absurd and ready, and all the time it seemed to Ann Veronica as a delightful possibility, as a thing not indeed to be entertained seriously, but to be half furtively felt, that he was being so agreeable because she had come back again. ’ ‘Poor sort of a mother,’ Martha said with bitterness. She doubted how she stood toward him and what the restrained gleam of his face might signify. The militiaman at once thrust the old man between the shoulder blades, pushing him into the kitchen.
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