The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she
was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more
respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor,
which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in
Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss
Miniver’s growing influence. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. “I might go home, I don’t know. "For what?"
"I had the paper with me. She
was perhaps three-and-twenty, and very pink and healthy-looking, showing a
great deal of white and rounded neck above her business-like but altogether
feminine blouse, and a good deal of plump, gesticulating forearm out of her
short sleeve. He, next,
discovered that Blueskin was gone; and, pursuing his scrutiny, found that he had
carried off all the banknotes, gold, and letters,—including, what Jonathan
himself was not aware of,—the two packets which he had abstracted from the
person of Thames. I made it a point to bring beachcombers to the house to fill her
with horror of mankind. Meantime the spinsters sought the dining room where tea was being served. He sat in much the
same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not
go to the Fadden Dance.
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