"Your uncle must protect you. ‘I did not send you a card because in the normal way of things you rarely attend such affairs. Besides, you've secrets which must not be disclosed. "Who's there?—Pshaw! it's only the wind. ’ ‘Fancy my old pa thinking you was a French spy. She was drawn first by Miss Miniver, and then by her own natural interest, into a curious stratum of people who are busied with dreams of world progress, of great and fundamental changes, of a New Age that is to replace all the stresses and disorders of contemporary life. “I believe you are quite right so far as regards the present, at any rate,” someone remarked, from the depths of an easy chair. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. “To the best of my belief, I have not a single English acquaintance in the city. An uncomfortable silence followed. It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. Life’s hard enough nowadays for an unprotected male.
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