Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. Her father, her own father! She remembered now a verse from the Psalms her father had always been quoting; but now she recited it with perfect understanding. But a biddable girl. Probably she mistook you; probably she thought you cared. She dissected well, and in a year she found herself chafing at the limitations of the lady B. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly— she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving beautifully was the beginning and end of her being. Her spirit awoke in dismay to an affection in ruins, to the immense undignified disaster that had come to them.
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