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Portrait of J. M. Barrie J. M. Barrie The Little White Bird — Chapter 2… (1902)

How much more deceitful than her lover is the little nursery governess. The moment she comes into sight she looks at the post- office and sees him. Then she looks straight before her, and now she is observed, and he rushes across to her in a glory, and she starts—positively starts—as if he had taken her by surprise. Observe her hand rising suddenly to her wicked little heart. This is the moment when I stir my coffee violently.
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Portrait of J. M. Barrie J. M. Barrie The Little White Bird — Chapter 2… (1902)

I never saw a more abject young man; he had not even the spirit to resent the testy stab I had given him with my umbrella. But this is the important thing: he was glaring wistfully at the post-office and thus in a twink I saw that he still adored my little governess. Whatever had been their quarrel he was as anxious to make it up as she, and perhaps he had been here every Thursday while she was round the corner in Pall Mall, each watching the post-office for an apparition.
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Portrait of J. M. Barrie J. M. Barrie The Little White Bird — Chapter 2… (1902)

As I enter the club smoking-room you are to conceive David vanishing into nothingness, and that it is any day six years ago at two in the afternoon. I ring for coffee, cigarette, and cherry brandy, and take my chair by the window, just as the absurd little nursery governess comes tripping into the street. I always feel that I have rung for her.
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