"Heed her not. “Take me back. Rubbishy novels and pernicious rascals. At second hand it would be unendurable. It’s not you—not a bit. " "What? Good Lord, he's alive with fleas! They'll be all over the place. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. Then instinct took over. I didn’t understand. ‘Me and the butler didn’t see eye to eye. . 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. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself.
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