One trouble, however, shot its slanting bolts athwart the shining warmth of that opening day and marred its perfection, and that was the thought of her father. Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. I must!” She threw open the door and pointed to it. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company. "I opened the padlock with this crooked nail, which I found in the floor. But—it’s one of the things I’ve just been thinking over. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy.
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