He had got here at speed by that means. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. "And so you'll turn highwayman, will you, you young dog?" continued the carpenter, cuffing him soundly,—"rob the mails, like Jack Hall, I suppose. ” “As long as you remain under my roof—” he began, and paused. 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.
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