“It was best for me to know. Winds returned, the gardens withered, and roses would not bloom. ” Ann Veronica sat with her chin on her hand, red-lit and saying little, and Miss Miniver discoursed. Through that she had to go. I am safe while I am there, for I have had bolts fitted everywhere, and a pane of glass in the front door. CHAPTER I.
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