Sewn on that button yet?" "I've been afraid to take the coat from under the pillow. . ‘What now?’ ‘Now,’ she answered flatly, ‘you will please to tell me at once why you have come here. ’ He could just see the glare. She looked at her flattened belly. "You mustn't talk any more; the excitement isn't good for you. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely. Gracious, there’s the gong. I trust that she will not misunderstand me. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. ‘Playing games to tease me, that’s all he can think of doing. 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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