As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. The smell that emanated from the opening was abominable. They were so nearly alike that the difference would be due to a shaky hand. ” “You’re lucky to live in an age when you can do so. “Vee!” said Miss Stanley, “you hear what your father says!” Miss Stanley struggled with emotion. “Certainly. org/2/6/5/9/26596/ Produced by D. Instinctively she knew—some human recollection she had inherited—that she must not disturb him in this man-agony. ’ She spoke with difficulty, holding down the rising emotion that threatened to overwhelm her.
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