Only her face was clear, frail and delicate, almost flower-like, with the sad haunting eyes ever watching his. They were childless and servantless, and they had reduced simple living to the finest of fine arts. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought. If I were Mr. ” “It’s all the same,” said Miss Miniver.
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