144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. Silly, isn’t it? Undisciplined. 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. He inspected the formidable array of rifles and at length walked over to the register. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. Then it came to her with a shock, as an extraordinary oversight, that she could never tell Manning about Ramage—never. “I do not wish to make impertinent inquiries into your private life. I am a little afraid.
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