Not afraid of me,
either. The Closing Scene. “What night will you dine and go to the theatre with me?—and how
about Hurlingham on Saturday?”
Anna shook her head. Perceiving he was
about to take leave, Kneebone ventured to ask whom he had had the honour of
addressing. Saint Giles's Round-house
XIII. Master, your humble
servant. He saw now that it was
merely a boy. “It does not appear to me,” he said, stiffly, “to be an affair for jests. "He threatens, does he?"
"More than that," replied Kneebone; "I understand he drew a knife upon
Jonathan, in a quarrel between them lately. Before
she knew what had happened, Gosse turned suddenly, and vaulted one of the
pews into the gap behind. ‘You said it. The very facts that Miss Miniver never stated an argument clearly, that she
was never embarrassed by a sense of self-contradiction, and had little more
respect for consistency of statement than a washerwoman has for wisps of vapor,
which made Ann Veronica critical and hostile at their first encounter in
Morningside Park, became at last with constant association the secret of Miss
Miniver’s growing influence. “Well,” she said. She was
breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort
had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly.
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