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Very central in Miss Miniver’s universe were the Goopes. Horrible memories of things seen beneath the microscope of the baser forms of life crawled across her mind and set her shuddering with imagined irritations. Her recent attitude towards him was undoubtedly a pose. He accepted the glass of wine, and bowed. Cased and ribbed with stone, and braced with horizontal beams of timber, the piles, which formed the foundation of these jetties, had resisted the strong encroachments of the current for centuries.
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