" "Irons—heavy irons—night and day. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. ” “That sounds very interesting,” she answered coolly. After all, it came to him suddenly as a harsh discovery that she might be in a sense regarded as grownup. . ” “DUSTING!” said Miss Miniver, in a sepulchral voice.
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