I demand it as a right. They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house. The other kicked over the traces a bit, made rather a hit with her singing at some of those French places, and went the pace in a mild, ladylike sort of way. The bed-and table-linen were of the finest texture. Ann Veronica said she didn’t care. Marina gently passed the swaddled infant to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown. Once inside, he looked around, worried that his parents would suddenly cancel their trip and return home. “Nothing can cheer me,” he said, “except champagne. This—this shatters a world!” She tried to feel sorry, but her sense of his immense egotism was strong and clear.
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