“We do not want the men,” said Miss Miniver; “we do not want them, with their sneers and loud laughter. His demeanour then was sober enough to lend colour to that belief. It was an uproarious affair, for Rollo now knew that he had been grieviously betrayed: they were trying to kill him in a new way. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered.
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