“Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. Before she knew what had happened, Gosse turned suddenly, and vaulted one of the pews into the gap behind. ” That night was the most intolerable one that Ann Veronica had ever spent. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John. ” It occurred to her that she had never seen her father dining out before, never watched him critically as an equal. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. But out of a belated regard for her father she wrote the surname of some one else. She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. Majorities, right or wrong, dare not revolt. He neither attempted to prevent his nephew's departure, nor to follow him.
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