Further on, there was a small chandler's shop, where Jack observed an old woman seated at the counter, attended by a little girl. He wanted to talk with the patient, test him variously; and he wanted to be alone with him while he put these tests. It was a neat, efficient-looking room, with a writing-table placed with a business-like regard to the window, and a bookcase surmounted by a pig’s skull, a dissected frog in a sealed bottle, and a pile of shiny, black-covered note-books. She entered the front hall, formerly magnificent, now faded and dusty, the old wood table waiting for guests who would never come. All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. “Grail!” said Ann Veronica, and then: “Oh, yes—of course! Anything but a holy one, I’m afraid. The Tigress went prowling for nut, too. He has nothing to fall back upon, no substitute; but a woman always has the mother love.
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