It was precious for two reasons: it was the photograph of her beautiful mother whom she could not remember, and it would identify her to the aunt in Hartford. The lady had disappeared. “We do not want the men,” said Miss Miniver; “we do not want them, with their sneers and loud laughter. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. She was wearing a becoming tea-gown, and it was quite certain that Sir John would not be home for several hours at least. ’ ‘Ah, but I have a special reason for doing so this time. Then for the first time she was conscious of an unaccountable and terrifying sensation.
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