She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. Ann Veronica’s tense nerves started, and she stood still with her eyes upon him, wondering what it might be that impended. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. ” Miss Miniver’s manner became impressive.
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