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ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-1-2
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-3-4
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-5-6
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-7
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-1-2
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-3
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-1-2
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-3-4-5
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-6-7
THE CRISIS-1-2-3-4
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-1-2-3
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-4-5-6
EXPOSTULATIONS-1-2-3-4
EXPOSTULATIONS-5-6
IDEALS AND A REALITY-1-2
IDEALS AND A REALITY-3-4
IDEALS AND A REALITY-5-6-7
BIOLOGY-1-2
BIOLOGY-3-4-5-6
BIOLOGY-7-8-9
DISCORDS-1
DISCORDS-2-3-4
DISCORDS-5-6-8-9
THE SUFFRAGETTES-1-2-3
THE SUFFRAGETTES-4-5
THOUGHTS IN PRISON-1-2-3-4-5-6
ANN VERONICA PUTS THINGS IN ORDER-1-2-3-4-5-6-7
THE SAPPHIRE RING-1-2-3-4
THE SAPPHIRE RING-5-6
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-1-2-3
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-4-5-6
THE LAST DAYS AT HOME-1-2-3
IN THE MOUNTAINS-1-2-3-4
IN THE MOUNTAINS-5-6-7-8-9-10-11
IN PERSPECTIVE-1-2-3

seemed a sacred principle. Moreover, atrociously and inexorably, he 

allowed it to appear ever and again in horrible gleams that he suspected 

there was some man in the case.... Some man! 

 

And to conclude it all was the figure of her father in the doorway, 

giving her a last chance, his hat in one hand, his umbrella in the 

other, shaken at her to emphasize his point. 

 

"You understand, then," he was saying, "you understand?" 

 

"I understand," said Ann Veronica, tear-wet and flushed with a 

reciprocal passion, but standing up to him with an equality that amazed 

even herself, "I understand." She controlled a sob. "Not a penny--not 

one penny--and never darken your doors again!" 

 

 

Part 4 

 

 

The next day her aunt came again and expostulated, and was just saying 

it was "an unheard-of thing" for a girl to leave her home as Ann 

Veronica had done, when her father arrived, and was shown in by the 

pleasant-faced landlady. 

 

Her father had determined on a new line. He put down his hat and 

umbrella, rested his hands on his hips, and regarded Ann Veronica 

firmly. 

 

"Now," he said, quietly, "it's time we stopped this nonsense." 

 

Ann Veronica was about to reply, when he went on, with a still more 

deadly quiet: "I am not here to bandy words with you. Let us have no 

more of this humbug. You are to come home." 

 

"I thought I explained--" 

 

"I don't think you can have heard me," said her father; "I have told you 

to come home." 

 

"I thought I explained--" 

 

"Come home!" 

 

Ann Veronica shrugged her shoulders. 

 

"Very well," said her father. 

 

"I think this ends the business," he said, turning to his sister. 

 

"It's not for us to supplicate any more. She must learn wisdom--as God 

pleases." 

 

"But, my dear Peter!" said Miss Stanley. 

 

"No," said her brother, conclusively, "it's not for a parent to go on 

persuading a child." 

 

Miss Stanley rose and regarded Ann Veronica fixedly. The girl stood with 

her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand 

of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually 

delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. 

 

"She doesn't know." 

 

"She does." 

 

"I can't imagine what makes you fly out against everything like this," 

said Miss Stanley to her niece. 

 

"What is the good of talking?" said her brother. "She must go her own 

way. A man's children nowadays are not his own. That's the fact of the 

matter. Their minds are turned against him.... Rubbishy novels and 


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