Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. The streets were deserted as they drove past familiar sites. She was naturally weaker, she would tire quicker, and she need not concern herself with the peculiar obligations of honour obtaining amongst gentlemen. Miss Miniver looked over her glasses at her friend almost balefully.
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