It was a long
walk she had to undertake, even if she had endured no previous fatigue, but
feeble as she was, it was almost more than she could accomplish. “I cannot thank you, Sir John,” she said. This was to pass under the arch,
along the narrow ledge of the starling, and, if possible, attain the eastern
platform, where, protected by the bridge, he would suffer less from the excessive
violence of the gale. She closed the book that she
had been pretending to read and gathered her black
umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she
despised. "'You've
a long journey before you. He was a shy boy
outwardly but she knew him better in his thoughts, in
which perhaps she had already taken upon the role of
lover. ”
“Not yet,” he said. On examining his pockets, he found about twenty guineas in gold, and some
silver. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools
of blood-red flame.
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