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She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. Ah Cum said that it was customary to give the chair boys small money for rice. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. What was she going to do? One main idea possessed her: she must get away from home, she must assert herself at once or perish. At the cost of quite a number of torn drafts she succeeded in evolving this: “DEAR MR. McClintock. They were the same. ‘If you imagine you’re going to use one ungentlemanly act to manipulate me, you very much mistake the matter. ’ ‘Yes, but I’m hanged if I see what your game is. Anna, my love, you cannot have forgotten so soon. I will go to-night.
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