She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. Come and help me pack. " "Help me through at all hazards, Poll," cried Jack, straining towards the opening. She turned to Martha as the lad exited by the back door, but her nurse forestalled anything she might have said. She still could not muster the strength to leave. She walked with long swinging steps, scorning the thought of buses or the tube.
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