She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. Wood. His mind was busy with a résumé of yesterday's unusual events.
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