Ennison,” she said, letting her fingers rest in his. The perception of him flooded her being. Miss Miniver looked out on the world through large emotional blue eyes that were further magnified by the glasses she wore, and her nose was pinched and pink, and her mouth was whimsically petulant. He was dressed with the utmost care, and he set his feet upon the broad walk as though the action were in some way a condescension. And opposite to him, with a book in his hand,—but it couldn't be a prayer-book,—sat Jonathan Wild, in a parson's cassock and band. You are very kind.
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