I can’t love you. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye. She exhorted Ann Veronica not to become one of “those unsexed intellectuals, neither man nor woman. “You yourself have decided that—apart from the question of Annabel. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting.
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