Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. ’ ‘What?’ Hilary glanced from Gerald to Melusine, and coloured up. I suppose most of our daughters would marry organ-grinders if they had a chance—at that age. I cannot live without you, Anna.
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