But calmer thoughts quickly succeeded. ” “It’s all the same,” said Miss Miniver. ” Lucy stated. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill. Plays Beethoven, Rubenstein and all those chaps. The door to the room in question was closed. ‘Don’t put me at the necessity of marrying the abominable little wretch. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away.
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