They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. "All life is a muddle, and we are all muddlers, more or less. Though scarcely two hours past midnight, it was perfectly light. So long as she could remember, her father had never permitted her to sit at the table unless she came fully dressed.
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