She wanted to return his gaze but focused
intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as
her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of
looking directly at the audience. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face,
and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a
sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not
recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind,
the word “meretricious. Had he
found the secret door?
Running to the centre, she tried to judge where the knocking came from. She might be able to go on with biology, possibly even work upon the same
questions that he dealt with. Far
away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who
would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn
jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair
smoking clove cigarettes. ” She said bitterly. ” Lucy said. ’
The lady stamped her foot. “I think we are growing sensible,” he said.
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