" "Mr. ” Well, it was beyond dispute that these words did convey a certain quality of the Movements in general amid which Miss Miniver disported herself. The young man entered into a lively little war of words with a yellow-haired young person near the door. When she was quite sure that he was gone she took her sister’s note from the mantelpiece and slowly broke the seal. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. Fretting and fidgeting, he had, after an hour or so, turned to McClintock. "I have dreamed that I shall see him before I die," she rejoined.
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