He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. He spoke the automatic thought that entered his mind. And Miss Miniver began to sway her. Then there was Tom Jarrot, the hackney-coachman, who was pitched off the box against yonder curbstone, and broke his leg. Jonathan smiled contemptuously. He smothered a laugh. ’ She gave him a straight look. He was content to watch her accepting compliments and gaudy bouquets full of red roses, white carnations, and purple statice. “Thank you, Martin,” she replied graciously. ‘Say it.
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