She tiptoed into the entryway where some decorator had placed a live orchid upon a glassy ebony table. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. And now she was witnessing or observing the complicated machinery of civilization through which they had come, at length to land on the beach of her island. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed.
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