It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. She seemed honestly glad to see him. He filled his pipe slowly. “Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. And all the talk of the Miniver people and the Widgett people seemed always to be like a ship in adverse weather on the lee shore of love. " "Ah, yes, yes; lawful husbands in these parts are those who can take and hold…. Why do you think I’m indulging in all this very un-English love talk?’ ‘But you are idiot, Gérard. Don't worry about me.
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