” A little sobbing cry from Annabel arrested Sir John’s attention. He did not like it, he said, with a significant look, to be reminded of either his books or his dinners after he had done with them. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. Here was a thundering blow. Do I blow off the head of a man with whom I am in love?’ ‘That,’ said Gerald, disengaging his hand and at last drawing her into his arms, ‘deserves a reward. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again. 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. She knew, or guessed his mission too, for more than once their eyes met, and she laughed mockingly at him. Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew anything, which I don’t. We have to hang about in the interval.
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