“I have a message from your sister. I was to
blame to carry the matter so far. "
"Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice,
and the wind's right in our teeth. "
"How do you spell the last name?"
He spelt it. She began to miss him when he was gone during
the day and cherish the quiet times he spent only with
her. Of what use was the temporary set-back to memory, when it
always returned with redoubled poignancy?
Then came another thought, astonishing. Gentlemen,—Mr. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. And to think that man got it all out of the poorest little love-story for
a respectable titled lady! Have you read of it?”
“Never. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have
been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a
preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked
remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly—
she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving
beautifully was the beginning and end of her being.
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