Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. For a moment she remained silent. Miss Miniver looked over her glasses at her friend almost balefully. Only now it does not matter at all because Joan has come and has seen me. You do not know him. “I am exceedingly sorry,” he said. I wanted John to be proud to be seen with me. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally.
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