” “Men,” said Miss Miniver, “NEVER have a reason. It was a moment or two before Gerald realised that he could feel the fluttering of her pulse beneath the light touch he had on her wrist, and that her fingers were trembling in his. ” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. On this fresh outburst of the storm, Wood threw himself instinctively into the bottom of the boat, and clasping the little orphan to his breast, endeavoured to prepare himself to meet his fate. Sc. " Bamboo and bead tinkled and slithered behind him.
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