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Miranda shook her head slowly. ‘Good heavens. That’s quite an act you put on.’He drew himself up haughtily. ‘I beg your pardon.”An act,’ Miranda repeated. ‘Stand as tall as you like, and frown at me all you wish. I saw you just now. You were feeding cats.”So I was. And do you make something of that?”You,’ Miranda said daringly, ‘have a kind heart.’He turned away from her, the tails of his greatcoat swirling about him. ‘Don’t enlarge too much upon the matter. The cats were hungry. I had food. This seemed to be a problem with a ready solution. It’s not kindness to solve problems; it’s efficiency.”I stand corrected. You have an efficient heart.
