“The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. ” She acted calm, but could not help being offended. It’s all very fine and all that, Vee, this freedom, but it isn’t going to work. Wood hadn't struck me. She was a merry creature, it is true, and quite beautiful. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart.
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