“You see, Vee,” said Mrs. 1. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. Applying his ear to the keyhole, Jack listened, but could detect no sound. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame.
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