The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. “I knew you would feel it,” said Miss Miniver, as they came away flushed and heated. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. They were only passers-by. He dashed against the screen door before she could catch him and made the veranda. "Give me the child, or—" As he spoke the door was thrown open, and Mrs. “I heard the clock strike as I crossed the square,” she answered. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. And here, we may be permitted to offer an observation upon the peculiar and unaccountable influence which ladies of a shrewish turn so frequently exercise over—we can scarcely, in this case, say—their lords and masters; an influence which seems not merely to extend to the will of the husband, but even to his inclinations. “A little touchy this evening, aren’t we, Missy?” Michelle chided her friend. ’ ‘From you,’ the lady threw at him furiously.
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