She tried to imagine the collective effect of the Fadden Ball; she had never seen a fancy-dress gathering in her life. " "Rather behind me;" and he spoke no more that morning. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. She thought her niece very hard and very self-possessed and self-confident. “How do you know—why do you think that my name is Anna?” He smiled in a quietly superior way. Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. One night she apparently fell asleep. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. ’ The core of hurt rose up, tearing at her insides.
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