Ann Veronica had had some training at the Tredgold College in disentangling threads from confused statements, and she had a curious persuasion that in all this fluent muddle there was something—something real, something that signified. ‘I should have thought it was obvious. “You certainly got him in the bag. “But your sister,” he said. Now lend me your own hand. Why can’t you let it be?’ Gerald grinned at him. ” “I thought I explained—” “Come home!” Ann Veronica shrugged her shoulders. "He is," returned Quilt, significantly. “The women are taking it up,” said Miss Miniver; “the women and the common people, all pressing forward, all roused. “Sir John,” her aunt repeated, with thin emphasis, “is coming to see your sister.
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