Yet her embarrassment was only a passing thing. One chance in a thousand, and that would be the girl. “Vee!” said Miss Stanley, “you hear what your father says!” Miss Stanley struggled with emotion. Roof open —like a Noah’s Ark. Still, her face never betrayed this distraction. I have made up my mind to insist upon moving from here into Park Lane, or one of the Squares. He moved slightly, and she went on, with a slight catching of her breath: “It’s a bother and disturbance, but you see—” She had to go through with it now, because she could think of nothing but her preconceived words.
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