He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. “I shan’t eat him. 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. Mrs. . The elements were wrathful as their passions. She had never even brought a friend home in her time at the Becks, let alone been asked on dates. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. You go home and wait a century, Vee, and then try again.
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