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She heard him come in; the light burned on. She had found it in 1988, the year of the stock market crash. Not afraid of me, either. ‘Let her go. ” Ann Veronica walked as he indicated. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. Give us that—” Ann Veronica came in with a certain disregard of Miss Miniver.
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