97 “For what, kiddo?” Larry turned his head slightly to one side. He beheld the grey tower of Willesden Church, embosomed in its grove of trees, now clothed, in all the glowing livery of autumn. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. ’ ‘Aye, more’s the pity. There were two school-mistresses, one of whom—Miss Klegg—might have been a first cousin to Miss Miniver, she had so many Miniver traits; there was a preoccupied girl whose name Ann Veronica never learned, but who worked remarkably well; and Miss Garvice, who began by attracting her very greatly— she moved so beautifully—and ended by giving her the impression that moving beautifully was the beginning and end of her being. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque. She was not Madame Melusine Valade.
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