He could scarcely blame her. “I was watching you at Morningside Park, dear,” said Miss Miniver. That was what she was trying to make him understand. The watermen, who manned the larger wherry, immediately shipped their oars, grappled with the drifting skiff, and held it fast. Spurling in alarm. “Ah!” said Ramage, impressively. . "Mrs. ” “It seems so—so unworthy”—she picked among her phrases “of the noble love you give—” She stopped, through the difficulty she found in expressing herself. "I'm my own master now, and I'll do as I please.
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