Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. The performance over, he relaxed and closed his eyes. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return. The wards on the right were occupied by male patients, on the left by the female. But men of the Spurlock type, who walk straight, who are unobtrusive and intensely pale, they break swiftly and inexplicably. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. Near the door stood a pile of deal planks, behind which the carpenter ensconced himself in order to reconnoitre, unobserved, the proceedings of his idle apprentice. “Of course,” said Miss Miniver—she went on in a regularly undulating voice —“we DO please men.
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