“Oh, but life is difficult!” she groaned. “Does a bear shit in the woods?” He said. " "Poor Jack!" sighed Thames. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. Gay, by his strokes of pleasantry, whether in his writings or conversation, never lost a friend. Once a week, every Saturday, they had a little gathering from nine till the small hours, just talk and perhaps reading aloud and fruitarian refreshments—chestnut sandwiches buttered with nut tose, and so forth—and lemonade and unfermented wine; and to one of these symposia Miss Miniver after a good deal of preliminary solicitude, conducted Ann Veronica. "You will learn anon. Men fled from their tottering habitations, and returned to them scared by greater dangers. I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. It was past seven when she got back to her hotel.
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