Part 5 After the interview Ann Veronica considered herself formally cut off from home. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers. They had asked her to come to the first of the two great annual Fadden Dances, the October one, and Ann Veronica had accepted with enthusiasm. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. It reminded her viscerally of her subhuman status, stripped away of the pretenses of art, intellect, and nicety. “I want to have no distractions. Sydney Courtlaw—Mr. Brendon was silent. She stared at him and thought the words, “My husband, my husband. It could not go on much longer, her luck. It would be too mortifying.
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