CHAPTER THE THIRD THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS Part 1 Two days after came the day of the Crisis, the day of the Fadden Dance. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth. "I didn't carry you off from old Wood to kill you, but to wed you. ” “Of course you don’t,” said Miss Miniver, gesticulating triumphantly with her thin hand and thinner wrist, and patting Ann Veronica’s knee. ‘I can take care of myself, bête. His patient was distinctly of a different order of life. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. “My dear,” she began, with an affectionate hand on Ann Veronica’s shoulder, “I do SO wish you would realize how it grieves your father.
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