Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly. Hill,” she said graciously. ‘Where is there that I can go?’ All at once Alderley felt acutely suspicious. 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. " "You're a philosopher, too. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. “Are you a special sort of clergyman,” she said, after a pause, and looking down her nose at him, “or do you go to the Universities?” “Oh!” he said, profoundly. He began to tell me something—and stopped. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand.
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