“Take off your tunic. You are my prisoner, murderer. “It is nothing of any importance. "To be lonely! What is physical torture, if someone who loves you is nigh? But to be alone … as I am!… yes, and as you are! Oh, you haven't told me, but I can see with half an eye. “I did not,” Anna answered. "A drunken idea," said Ah Cum, taking his hands out of his sleeves. She did not wince. He was as hard as a rock. Ann Veronica listened thoughtfully, with her eyes on the turf, and now and then she asked a question or looked up to discuss a point. Too much, perhaps. 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.
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