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” Well, it was beyond dispute that these words did convey a certain quality of the Movements in general amid which Miss Miniver disported herself. For an instant, Gerald wished the rest of the world away that he might go to her and administer appropriate comfort. " This strong feeling of remorse having found a natural vent, in some degree subsided, and he addressed himself to his present situation. Coffee à la Turque wasn't so bad; but a guy couldn't soak his breakfast toast in it. 192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. "So, stir your stumps, Saint Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. Bring me clothing, I beg of you. “No, I mean that we should assemble ourselves in case your parents arrive home. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. ” He made quite a long pause, and went on, with a sigh: “You have a voting paper given you—” They emerged into the publicity of the lawn. " So saying, he closed the door.
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