” “It’s all the same,” said Miss Miniver. ” The wedding-breakfast was for Ann Veronica a spectacle of the unreal consuming the real; she liked that part very well, until she was carelessly served against her expressed wishes with mayonnaise. As Jack departed, a dark figure, emerging from behind a wall, rushed after him. "Every inch of it," replied the woollen-draper. As soon as dinner was over she went into the kitchen and devoted herself to compiling a tray—not a tray merely of halfcooled dinner things, but a specially prepared “nice” tray, suitable for tempting any one. But it was otherwise with the carpenter. “I don’t care,” said Ann Veronica. "I'll tell you," answered Jonathan, sternly. ’ ‘Yes, it’s all my fault,’ he agreed soothingly, ‘and you may rail at me presently as much as you please.
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