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And—the idea of committees, of hustings, of agenda-papers!” “I don’t see why the responsibility of beauty should all be shifted on to the women,” said Ann Veronica, suddenly remembering a part of Miss Miniver’s discourse. Baptist Kettleby (for so was the Master named) was a "goodly portly man, and a corpulent," whose fair round paunch bespoke the affection he entertained for good liquor and good living. "And so, you really suspected me?" murmured Mrs. Do you know this, Sir?" he added, taking a key from his pocket. “I wonder,” she said, “how much you care. “Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked, a little grimly. But for perfect satisfaction, he must take a peek into the bedroom.
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