“The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. ‘Though he didn’t mean it. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. ‘Pray do not trouble yourself, Saling. ” A spot of colour flared in Anna’s cheek as she glanced towards the speaker. Washed in light from the vestry window, she held her ground, all thought at bay, bar the steel determination long ago instilled in her by her unconventional tutor. "I was just going," said Thames.
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