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"What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. ”
Even in the glamour of Miss Brett’s assurance it seemed to Ann Veronica that
this was, after all, no more than the gospel of Miss Miniver with a new set of
resonances. “I wonder,” he said, “if women do know things by instinct? I have my doubts
about feminine instinct. A slow
anger burned in the man. He wanted
to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. “What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?”
The girl shook her head. Her tears dissipated as she began to convulse,
completely devoid of any spare fluid. Another horn now resounded from the further extremity of the thoroughfare; this
was answered by a third; and presently a fourth, and more remote blast, took up
the note of alarm.
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