“I was lonely. I—well, I lost my temper. “And even then—”
The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. The floor was thickly strewn
with sawdust and shavings; and across the room ran a long and wide bench,
furnished at one end with a powerful vice; next to which three nails driven into
the boards served, it would appear from the lump of unconsumed tallow left in
their custody, as a substitute for a candlestick. By that time it
seemed to them they had lived together twenty years. “I knew you would feel
it,” said Miss Miniver, as they came away flushed and heated. "Sounds as if I had heard it, but I
can't place it this minute. With Jack so badly injured, how would
she get him home? How get herself home, now that Trodger had arrested her. “I wonder what he takes me for?”
When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict,
a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face.
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