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” She laughed. His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray. And yet, she would be easy prey in her present state of mind to any plausible, attractive scoundrel. But I sent him the longest way about. It simply doesn’t count. Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. ” She laughed gaily. The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor, which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss Miniver’s growing influence. He had forgiven everybody. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner cupboard. What lends a tragic mockery to all these tender traps of hers was that she was within lawful bounds. F. " "As you please, Sir,—provided you don't let him off. “Grail!” said Ann Veronica, and then: “Oh, yes—of course! Anything but a holy one, I’m afraid.
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