” “That’s rather the theory now,” said Ann Veronica. She wanted him, she needed sex, but the two ideas had not formed an equation where a concrete result could be deduced. Wood," said Jonathan, advancing towards him, and speaking in a low tone, "the secret of your adopted son's birth is known to me. Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say that was in the least sincere and appealing. Suspicion was in his face. “Please stop by. The door into the passage offered itself with an irresistible invitation—the one alternative to a public, inexplicable passion of weeping. ’ ‘She will have taken him with her. I shall like to think of it—whenever I feel dull. Sometimes I tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the mystery of primaeval nature. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful gesture, got up and left the cell. ‘I feared as much. Ann Veronica was in their very forefront. It is better as it is.
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