Wood. Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated, and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense. “More coffee, hon?” She held her hand over the cup. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. There was something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features. " "You mustn't think of that, Mrs. ” He closed the door partially behind himself. “You poor little girl!” he cried. He was continually dramatizing the future, anticipating the singular role he had elected to play. Following her lead, he fortified himself with a swallow of the excellent Madeira before responding. ’ ‘Militia, miss,’ Kimble corrected her. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor, which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss Miniver’s growing influence.
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