He saw her young and graceful back as she descended from the carriage, severely ignoring him, and recalled a glimpse he had of her face, bright and serene, as his train ran out of Wimbledon. She bent down. He was the junior of both his sisters, co-educated and much broken in to feminine society. Then, one night, he glanced up to behold Ruth and Rollo in the doorway. He listened to the thunder of the fall now mingling with the roar of the blast; and, driven almost frantic by what he heard and saw, he pushed with all his force against the stone. “It’s THE Society!” said Miss Miniver. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. “No!” Her thoughts had turned in a new direction.
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