Ann Veronica’s experiences of men had been among more stable types—Teddy, who was always absurd; her father, who was always authoritative and sentimental; Manning, who was always Manning. ” He hesitated, and walked away from her toward the house. “Quite alone, sir. You've never seen a typhoon, have you?" "No. For a time he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation. She moved her elbow nearer to him and spoke in a still lower tone. Though he walked by the side of the governor, he seldom exchanged a word with him, but appeared wholly absorbed in the contemplations inspired by a broadbowled Dutch pipe. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind? "Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?" "No. As she started, rearing up her head, a hand stole about her mouth and closed down hard.
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