She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. This was his humiliation as well as hers. ” On the inside she felt her muscles loosen with relief. “This is my way back to my side of the Park,” she said. And, mind! no prevaricating—nothing but the truth will satisfy me. He was alert, well-groomed, and yet—perhaps in contrast with the more volatile French type—there was a suggestion of weight about him, not to say heaviness.
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