" Meanwhile, the party at the table continued drinking and chatting as merrily as before. ‘His granddaughter?’ ‘Yes, his son’s daughter. “Compromise—and kindness. And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers. Life waits for us. It had been her home for hundreds of years. He grunted, and his grip gave. He waited. Whenever I feel particularly gregarious, I take the launch and run over to Copeley's and play poker for a couple of days. He was unusually absurd and ready, and all the time it seemed to Ann Veronica as a delightful possibility, as a thing not indeed to be entertained seriously, but to be half furtively felt, that he was being so agreeable because she had come back again.
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