” She said. ‘Don’t involve me in your lover’s tiff. ‘Yes, I thought you’d say that. She emerged with a white face and wide-open eyes upon a little, red-lit landing. Did he track her? She was unaware if he did. To be confronted with the girl’s damned Frenchman of a husband was another matter altogether. Once a week, every Saturday, they had a little gathering from nine till the small hours, just talk and perhaps reading aloud and fruitarian refreshments—chestnut sandwiches buttered with nut tose, and so forth—and lemonade and unfermented wine; and to one of these symposia Miss Miniver after a good deal of preliminary solicitude, conducted Ann Veronica. She felt she was bound in honor to tell the whole affair to Manning sooner or later. She held out both her hands. Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips. I would speak with you. After that night she made it a habit.
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