. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. ” “H’m!” said Ann Veronica, and shook her head. CHAPTER XXI. She stared at his pleading face. 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. " "Would you like to have me read to you?" He did not answer. ” An immense gulf seemed to open between father and daughter as he said these words. Then she would have quiet times, in which she would say to herself, “Now look here! Let me think it all out!” For the first time, it seemed to her, she faced the facts of a woman’s position in the world—the meagre realities of such freedom as it permitted her, the almost unavoidable obligation to some individual man under which she must labor for even a foothold in the world.
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