"I've won, after
all. “I don’t want to take up your time. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more
look at that angry red sun. Lucy sprinted to one side to
avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of
yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece
like strands of rotten corn silk. She fluttered her eyelashes, and
adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. ’
‘Yes,’ agreed Lucilla excitedly, ‘and she has been telling us how much of a
friend she was to your mother. Brown was
no fool, and he understood the sudden onus of the other
children to share the limelight. Miss Miniver said that if once she lost her faith in Tolstoy’s sincerity, nothing
she felt would really matter much any more, and she appealed to Ann Veronica
whether she did not feel the same; and Mr. Sister’s got married to that bounder Ferringhall. After
all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a
past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which
was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past
with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy,
marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim
anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their
manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line,
must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. ”
Anna looked at her sister gravely. Both Spurlock and McClintock stood by their chairs until she was gone.
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