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” “Have you been getting enough sleep lately, Martin?” He almost tripped. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. “Beasts!” But Miss Miniver took no notice of his admission. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face. “Splendid you are looking to-day, Miss Stanley,” he said. “Just look that through, will you. Never again to be alone! To fit herself into this man's life as a hand into a glove; to use all her skill to force him into the position of depending upon her utterly; to be the spark to the divine fire! He should have his book, even if it had to be written with her heart's blood.
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