Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. ’ Authority had won again, Gerald thought with satisfaction. You are your nephew's executioner, or he is yours. She was a clever girl, the best of her year in the High School, and she made a valiant fight for Somerville or Newnham but her father had met and argued with a Somerville girl at a friend’s dinner-table and he thought that sort of thing unsexed a woman. It makes no difference. Satisfied he was immobilised for the moment, Melusine fell to her knees beside Jack, dragging at his suddenly heavy body to turn it on its back. . “But,” he said, “you do not blame me altogether?” She rose to her feet. If you don’t eat humble-pie now you may live to fare worse later.
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