She was her mother’s child, fair of face, doted upon and spoiled by her attentions. Girls screamed in chorus. ” Her reverie broke, and she found herself still in front of the looking glass, a barrette hanging loosely from her hair. ” She shook her fist ceilingward. ‘Parbleu,’ she uttered indignantly. They made a stratum into which Ann Veronica was now plunged up to her neck; it had become her stratum. " "Your arrival was most providential," said Jack. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down. I’m not such a bad sort. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience.
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