" "I don't desire it, Sir," replied Mrs. Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. Miss Miniver looked out on the world through large emotional blue eyes that were further magnified by the glasses she wore, and her nose was pinched and pink, and her mouth was whimsically petulant. Because here was the haven for which she had been blindly groping: the positive abolition of all her father's rights in her—the right to drag her back.
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