Miss Miniver looked out on the world through large emotional blue eyes that were further magnified by the glasses she wore, and her nose was pinched and pink, and her mouth was whimsically petulant. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. He looked at his friend. “You must be the Miss Pellissier of whom David has told me so much,” he said, shyly.
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