“And you must please not look at me as though I were an executioner,” she declared lightly. She could not help thinking of Capes. Quite right. Ashen blonde, a shade that would never excite the cynical commentary which men applied to certain types of blondes. ” “All these things,” he muttered bitterly, “this desperate resolve to take your life into your own hands, your unnatural craving for independence, would never trouble you for a moment—if you really cared. “Of course,” said Miss Miniver—she went on in a regularly undulating voice —“we DO please men. ” It did begin to fall into place together.
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