It was too good to be true. ” Miss Miniver’s manner became impressive. The coffin was lowered into the grave, and the mourners departed. He was confounded by the presence in which he found himself. He was suddenly calm. She kept him talking all the way to the doorstep of the Beck's home, a small 1970s brown split-level in the old part of town. , you know, fair and square. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. That’s who you ought to go and see, miss.
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