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Wood. The honey on his tongue turned to ashes. But I am sick of tearing up letters and hopeless of getting what I have to say better said. “I remember,” she said, “that the first night I saw you, you spoke of my sister as your friend. CHAPTER XXIV. ” “Of course you don’t,” said Miss Miniver, gesticulating triumphantly with her thin hand and thinner wrist, and patting Ann Veronica’s knee.
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