“John, we should be getting out of here. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. “Hello, Vee!” he said. “You cowards!” said Ann Veronica, “put her down!” and tore herself from a detaining hand and battered with her fists upon the big red ear and blue shoulder of the policeman who held the little old lady.
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