It is
magnificent indeed. Fell to sin, did Martha. “Of course,” said Miss Miniver—she went on in a regularly undulating voice
—“we DO please men. "Constance—or, rather,
Mrs. “That’s not working so well for you, is it?” She
looked at him sheepishly, bringing a Kleenex out of her
pocket to wipe away the excess. McClintock says they can't get in there, or at least they
never try it. An ill-lined
purse is a poor recompense for the risk I have run. Half after six. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons
the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the
Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and
motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace
Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of
those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up
from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining
overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs,
carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge. And besides—We’re going to live, Ann Veronica! Oh, the things we’ll
do, the life we’ll lead! There’ll be trouble in it at times—you and I aren’t going
to run without friction.
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