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It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. "Aw, piffle!" he said, half aloud and rather disgustedly, as he stepped out into the sunshine. ” “Can’t we arrange something? Can’t we make a sort of treaty?” “He wouldn’t keep it. She did not understand the note of hostility to men that ran through it all, the bitter vindictiveness that lit Miss Miniver’s cheeks and eyes, the sense of some at last insupportable wrong slowly accumulated. She refused to eat. He remembered that, before he attempted to dislodge the stone, he had placed the child in a cavity of the pier, which the granite mass had been intended to fill.
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