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For a long time neither spoke again. She exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals, neither man nor woman. One went in for painting, kept straight and married old Ferringhall a week or so ago—the Lord help her. He stood up abruptly and went to the window. She could tell that they too would find their legs jutting awkwardly from the petite furniture. Spurling. The thing rankled in her mind night and day. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. She still could not muster the strength to leave. Lead, worth nothing at all until Hoddy picked them up; then they became full of magic.
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