She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor. Kneebone on her way to the door, "how could you bring such creatures with you, especially on an occasion like this, when we haven't met for a fortnight!" "Couldn't help it, my life," returned the gentleman addressed, in the same tone; "but you little know who those individuals are. She’s got a great imagination. Her heavy pistol came up again, although she did not rise. Selfishness. It was your sister who married Sir John Ferringhall the other day, wasn’t it?” Anna nodded. She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. You see, I—I am a woman worshipper. O'Higgins," said the manager, amusedly. “Quite an unimportant one,” he assured her. Ann Veronica found herself in a little stirring crowd of excited women, whispering and tittering and speaking in undertones.
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