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" In spite of her displeasure, Winifred could not help smiling at the absurdity of this address. “That is your sister’s name. "Mr. "It is your son. ” “I suppose all men,” said Ann Veronica, in a tone of detached criticism, “get some such entanglement. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered. She was greatly exercised by the problem of confiding in the Widgetts; they were dears, and she talked away two evenings with Constance without broaching the topic; she made some vague intimations in letters to Miss Miniver that Miss Miniver failed to mark. ” She raked into the fire with the poker. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty.
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