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I. Miss Miniver looked out on the world through large emotional blue eyes that were further magnified by the glasses she wore, and her nose was pinched and pink, and her mouth was whimsically petulant. Stanley coughed and faced toward the house. Here was the corner-stone of a capital story; but he knew that Howard Spurlock would never write it. Here her strength completely failed her, and she was compelled to seek some repose. . She cried and sobbed in fits. ” He put his hands on her shoulders and lowered her onto the flat surface of the picnic bench. “I’ve tried to make words tell it. Lady Angela shrugged her shoulders. H’m.
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