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She struggled fiercely not to give way. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. The dog was, in a sense, a gift of the gods. It is just how things happen to be. As much as it killed her, she kept her mouth shut. And—the idea of committees, of hustings, of agenda-papers!” “I don’t see why the responsibility of beauty should all be shifted on to the women,” said Ann Veronica, suddenly remembering a part of Miss Miniver’s discourse. The latter request, though treated with supreme contempt by Mr.
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