” “No,” cried Miss Miniver, almost vehemently. ’ ‘Pah! How can it be romantic? That is silly. He hung vaguely for a moment as she passed. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. Nevertheless Sydney, clumsily, but earnestly, had something to say about it. ” He leaned back in his chair as though wearied.
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