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“If her mother had seen the end of her life as a long slow journey towards a final reunion with the Colonel, Nadine had to admire her for having seized the opportunity to make that journey as pleasant as possible. Mrs. Blunt had whiled away the hours most enjoyably. She had used Corrigan’s ill-motivated encouragement to very constructive purposes. She’d grown to love driving, poetry, painting, and farming, and in the tea-time of her life, she’d drunk champagne by the fire and flirted with Corrigan. Now that Nadine admitted that no one could have turned Mrs. Blunt from her relentless passage towards the death which she equated with reunion, she wondered whether all the attractions that Corrigan had presented to her mother might not have slightly delayed it.”
― Caroline Blackwood, Corrigan