Part 7 That was two days before Christmas Eve. Are you sure what it is you want of me?” “I want you. . The man was my husband. ” “You didn’t tell them our position?” “I implied we had married. But I can't consent to the course you would pursue—at least, not till I've given it due consideration. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. ” She stopped short. I would not have him know—now—for the world. The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor, which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss Miniver’s growing influence.
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