“I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. ’ ‘Yes, that is reasonable,’ agreed Melusine, nodding. And when there is no longer any need to use it, why then, enough you say—and throw it away. She could not judge its direction, and began to move swiftly along the bookshelves, her hand running behind her across the spines of the calfbound volumes. “Because I hate you!” She spat. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment. Ennison kicked it away with his foot. Good riddance. ’ The lady’s face came round, a puzzled frown on her brow. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly— she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving beautifully was the beginning and end of her being.
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