She had never felt so acutely the desire for free initiative, for a life unhampered by others. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. At the sound of the door Ann Veronica uncovered a tearless face, and with one swift movement assumed a conversational attitude. In his way he was critical. Wood struck me a blow which made me a robber. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. He walked her home.
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