She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. “My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. . Certainly, there wasn't a thing in the pockets. Lady Trafford uttered a prolonged scream, and fainted. All at once he saw a way out of the threatening doldrums. He was asleep.
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