“Why should one pretend?” she whispered. “What have I been all this time?” she asked herself, and answered, “Just stark egotism, crude assertion of Ann Veronica, without a modest rag of religion or discipline or respect for authority to cover me!” It seemed to her as though she had at last found the touchstone of conduct. “Everybody is taking it up,” said Miss Miniver. “Do you need me to tell you? You have tasted the luxury of power. Or, better still, put all my clothes in the trunk. I know all. His face brightened at the sight of her, and he came toward her. He can't be far off. Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she had acquired. It was a purse.
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