” “It’s all the same,” said Miss Miniver. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. She heard him come in; the light burned on. Melusine turned to look at the walls, and saw, immediately opposite, set between two candelabra above a marquetry side table, a gilded mirror. “You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest.
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