” “You asked your father for a reason!” Miss Miniver repeated. Think, ma’am. She was listed for the raid—she was informed it was to be a raid upon the House of Commons, though no particulars were given her—and told to go alone to 14, Dexter Street, Westminster, and not to ask any policeman to direct her. She sat on the edge of the bed —the wardress was too busy with the flood of arrivals that day to discover that she had it down—and her skin was shivering from the contact of these garments. She was shifting, moving back. And she—’ ‘She!’ interrupted the young lady crossly. ” “I am rebuked,” she declared.
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