’ ‘Me, miss?’ uttered Mrs Ibstock doubtfully. ” Ann Veronica sat with her chin on her hand, red-lit and saying little, and Miss Miniver discoursed. The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh exertion, he started up. He might spend the rest of his days at McClintock's in perfect security.
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