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” Miss Miniver followed with an expression of perplexity, her mouth shaped to futile expositions. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate. ’ ‘Poor little devil,’ said Gerald, genuinely sorry for her. He moved her dress from her shoulders and off her torso.
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