For a few moments, Thames regarded the little girl through the half-opened door in silence. She was greatly exercised by the problem of confiding in the Widgetts; they were dears, and she talked away two evenings with Constance without broaching the topic; she made some vague intimations in letters to Miss Miniver that Miss Miniver failed to mark. We men are like children. She expanded that. There is no hidden beast in you, Hoddy. After all, what could happen? He was looking at her very hard and earnestly. "Not materially, Mr.
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