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Miss Pettigrew began to tremble. It was like a great light bursting with a radiance that spread and spread. It was fear gone for ever. It was peace at last. A house to run almost her own. How she had longed for that! Marketing, ordering, like any other house wife... Flowers to put in rooms exactly as she wanted them. She could try her hand at cooking again. To reach forty, and never, since she had left home as a girl, really to have cooked anything properly! Loneliness banished. Oh blessed, blessed thought! It was unbelievable. It was heaven come to earth. It was rest. It was rest at last."
Winifred Watson
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