I don’t want a family in the suburbs and Christmases at the Florida house and summers at the Hamptons. At second hand it would be unendurable. Ann Veronica found herself incompetent, undignified, and detestable, holding on desperately to a hardening antagonism to her father, quarrelling with him, wrangling with him, thinking of repartees—almost as if he was a brother. Our land brings us in nothing. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. A nod was exchanged. “How’s the star?” John’s father asked. "She has flown up stairs," replied the widow. Well, they’d got to the pheasants, and in a little while he would smoke. All right. And now her mind was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state! that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it.
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