And then, as she stood
there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon
her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to
be coming from. Under the plumed hat, her eye kindled. I
believe I have always been in love with you. A spacious suite of rooms down the hall John
described as “my parents love den” with a grimace as
Lucy smiled. Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes
that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy
had insisted that she have for herself separate from the
family one. For the first time in her life she
had heard music; the door to enchanted sounds had been flung wide. They are things faint and slight in themselves, as physical facts, but
they are like the detonator of a bomb: they let loose the explosive. “The first person you love, Ann Veronica, is yourself—get hold of that! The
soul you have to save is Ann Veronica’s soul. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and
although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. "It's Mrs. What news. The world, she discovered, with these matters barred had no particular place
for her at all, nothing for her to do, except a functionless existence varied by
calls, tennis, selected novels, walks, and dusting in her father’s house. Love is a great thing, and happiness a joy.
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