. I haven’t, anyhow. She was supposed to be reading at home, and after breakfast she strolled into the vegetable garden, and having taken up a position upon the staging of a disused greenhouse that had the double advantage of being hidden from the windows of the house and secure from the sudden appearance of any one, she resumed the reading of Mr. Manning, and that her aunt focussed a brightly tactful disregard upon this throughout the meal. With some difficulty he contrived to raise her to the window, and with still greater difficulty to squeeze her through it—her bulk being much greater than his own. “It’s THE Society!” said Miss Miniver. Very slowly, very fearfully, she turned her head.
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