” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. “I heard they came from somewhere outrageous. "Stop a minute, my dear," cried Austin. Maternal relations. " "But she would understand you; whereas she will never understand her father. I guess they were bad all the time. She wanted to cry out upon herself for the uttermost fool in existence. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear.
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