She drank her glass of wine, however, and clanked glasses good-naturedly with Mr. “She is living there now,” she remarked. ” She brought her knees up to her chest, and rocked back and forth like a small child. What Miss Miniver would have called the Higher Truth supervenes. He's nice. Neither did his interest,—which was by no means inconsiderable,—nor his general popularity, procure him the preferment he desired. ’ She bit her lip, frowning. Could you come to tea at my rooms one afternoon, or would you dine with me somewhere, and do a theatre? We could have a private room, of course, if you do not wish to be seen about London, and a box at the theatre.
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