“I have stood it for a month, Anna,” he exclaimed. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. Light flooded the place. “You!” said Ann Veronica. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. I don't care how soon he learns that he has lost his adopted son. You are your nephew's executioner, or he is yours. She was posing before the mirror, critically, miserably, defensively, and perhaps bewilderedly. Selfishness.
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