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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

shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, 

abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to 

her. 

 

"I MUST speak to you," he said. "I can't keep away from you." 

 

She made some inane response. She was struck by a change in his 

appearance. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost 

something of its ruddy freshness. 

 

He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the 

station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. She quickened 

her pace, and so did he, talking at her slightly averted ear. She made 

lumpish and inadequate interruptions rather than replies. At times he 

seemed to be claiming pity from her; at times he was threatening her 

with her check and exposure; at times he was boasting of his inflexible 

will, and how, in the end, he always got what he wanted. He said that 

his life was boring and stupid without her. Something or other--she 

did not catch what--he was damned if he could stand. He was evidently 

nervous, and very anxious to be impressive; his projecting eyes sought 

to dominate. The crowning aspect of the incident, for her mind, was the 

discovery that he and her indiscretion with him no longer mattered very 

much. Its importance had vanished with her abandonment of compromise. 

Even her debt to him was a triviality now. 

 

And of course! She had a brilliant idea. It surprised her she hadn't 

thought of it before! She tried to explain that she was going to pay 

him forty pounds without fail next week. She said as much to him. She 

repeated this breathlessly. 

 

"I was glad you did not send it back again," he said. 

 

He touched a long-standing sore, and Ann Veronica found herself vainly 

trying to explain--the inexplicable. "It's because I mean to send it 

back altogether," she said. 

 

He ignored her protests in order to pursue some impressive line of his 

own. 

 

"Here we are, living in the same suburb," he began. "We have to 

be--modern." 

 

Her heart leaped within her as she caught that phrase. That knot also 

would be cut. Modern, indeed! She was going to be as primordial as 

chipped flint. 

 

 

 

Part 2 

 

 

In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the 

dinner-table, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with 

an affectation of great deliberation. 

 

"I want to speak to you about a little thing, Vee," said Mr. Stanley. 

 

Ann Veronica's tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes 


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