He stood back and held her shoulders. Brown engaged in the usual browbeating and complaining he reserved for sections who came in late and soloists who left tempo behind like the leftovers of a Sunday picnic. ’ ‘Oh, that,’ Gerald said cautiously. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring in her ears. Superstition—you knock into it whichever way you turn. As she talked she made weak little gestures with her hands, and she thrust her face forward from her bent shoulders; and she peered sometimes at Ann Veronica and sometimes at a photograph of the Axenstrasse, near Fluelen, that hung upon the wall. ‘Why do you stand there? Take him up, and bring him out at once. I too, Anna, have watched and read of your success with—I must confess it—some misgiving.
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