One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. He was helpful, but gravely dubious. In the meanwhile, as he talked, he scrutinized her face, ran his eyes over her careless, gracious poise, wondered hard about her. " "Would you like to have me read to you?" He did not answer. “But, my dear!” said Ann Veronica’s aunt. It was as if her aesthetic sense had become inflamed. . Part 6 He became quite sure, by a sort of accumulation of reflection, as the day wore on.
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