Part 2 In the late afternoon, as Ann Veronica was gathering flowers for the dinnertable, her father came strolling across the lawn toward her with an affectation of great deliberation. Her hair touched water, becoming like the seaweed in its velvet slickness. " Upon which, he plunged his oars deeply into the stream, and the bark shot from the strand. Time was moving so fast, she could no longer count the days since Gosse had come to her with his preposterous suggestion at the Coq d’Or, where they were staying and where he had robbed her and left her and Martha to their fate. At that, the girl jumped up. She was bathed in turbid water that had already been used. "What is it you want of me?" "All you know about this young fellow Spurlock. Now the sense of beauty was spreading to a multitude of hitherto unsuspected aspects of the world about her. Daughters were not like sons.
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