“Don’t!” cried Ann Veronica, struggling faintly, and he released her. She gathered her black purse, a pointless thing made of cardboard covered in sateen and bejeweled with an assortment of rhinestones. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. Stanley decided to treat that as irrelevant. The daughters, he had hoped, would be their mother’s care. “But your hair,” he gasped. " Winifred was going to say "No," but she checked herself; and, with cheeks mantling with blushes, murmured, "I wish you wouldn't tease me about Jack Sheppard.
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