"I don't know what his idea was. “I can’t imagine it,” said Miss Miniver. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. Paul’s, were rich and wonderful with the soft sunshine of London, the softest, the finest grained, the most penetrating and least emphatic sunshine in the world. “I dare not,” she answered.
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