She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. He was apt to play so many games, she was afraid she might have misunderstood. “Then you—you will?” A long pause. ” “No,” cried Miss Miniver, almost vehemently. "Yes, my angel, to her—rest her soul! She extorted it from me, and bound me by a solemn oath to fulfil it. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently.
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