She thought of him as always courteous and helpful, as realizing, indeed, his ideal of protection and service, as chivalrously leaving her free to live her own life, rejoicing with an infinite generosity in every detail of her irresponsive being. For all her begging she had been given the choice to go into the nunnery and “learn how to read scrolls with the rest of God’s Spinsters” by her father, but had quickly lost interest when presented with the idea of bearing babies. Ann Veronica realized that she was alone with the world. “I have come for an explanation,” she said. It was not only that her father had said all sorts of inconsistent and unreasonable things, but that by some incomprehensible infection she herself had replied in the same vein. After that night she made it a habit. She had lost it. “I don’t want you to do it, to go on talking to me. She was powerless to move from her chair. "Where shall I fly?" exclaimed the lady, bewildered with terror. She rested her head upon his shoulder.
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