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Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. His brows drew a little nearer together. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. “I shall not agree to six. “Did you see who that was?” he asked in a low tone. ” “YOU ASKED YOUR FATHER FOR A REASON!” said Miss Miniver, with great intensity.
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