“The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. ‘Don’t let us quarrel over your Leonardo,’ he said, summoning a faint smile. " "You're not deceiving me!" said Thames, doubtfully. With a well-simulated unconcern and a heightened color she finished her breakfast. Dreams of adorable infants danced through her head as she cradled blankets in her arms. All characters and events in this publication, other than those clearly in the public domain, are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. She put out her hands to avoid his embrace.
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