She was the first to hear another car approaching from the street, an odd occurrence in an elementary school lot that had been abandoned for the weekend. “I ought to look up Gwen,” she said. ” “DUSTING!” said Miss Miniver, in a sepulchral voice. Danger, in the form he apprehended, was lurking outside: nor was he destined to enjoy long repose. "He shan't go," cried Edgeworth Bess, holding him by the other hand. ” “Straight?” “Not a bit of it! He’s been out after eight per cent.
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