” “You asked your father for a reason!” Miss Miniver repeated. Capes had altered scarcely at all during the interval, except for a new quality of smartness in the cut of his clothes, but Ann Veronica was nearly half an inch taller; her face was at once stronger and softer, her neck firmer and rounder, and her carriage definitely more womanly than it had been in the days of her rebellion. ‘She’s little more than a schoolgirl, just out. She did not know herself. Then he sat down again in a chair and said that people who wrote novels ought to be strung up. There was a maiden aunt who lived in the North who might let her live there for a few weeks until she disappeared. And then they disgorged.
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