Hidden menace; a prescience of something dreadful about to happen. "General inspection after lunch; drying bins, stores and the young palms south-east. “It’s THE Society!” said Miss Miniver. Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by the nameless glory of these lonely months. It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. When he reached the happy ending, he waited. If I had been your companion only, and not your master, I might very well have been content to accept you for what you seem. Drink for him had a queer phase. Wood had the advantage of her husband in point of years, being on the sunny side of forty,—a period pronounced by competent judges to be the most fascinating, and, at the same time, most critical epoch of woman's existence,—whereas, he was on the shady side of fifty,—a term of life not generally conceived to have any special recommendation in female eyes. And she defies me.
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