We're lost. He hated horizons. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. It isn’t law, nor custom, nor masculine violence settled that. Ann Veronica found herself incompetent, undignified, and detestable, holding on desperately to a hardening antagonism to her father, quarrelling with him, wrangling with him, thinking of repartees—almost as if he was a brother. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. We aren’t worth it.
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