I always told you some accident would
happen. These sweeping dignities were
not within the compass of her will; she remembered she liked Ramage, and owed
things to him, and she was interested—she was profoundly interested. Constance Widgett’s abundant copper-red hair was
bent down over some dimly remunerative work—stencilling in colors upon
rough, white material—at a kitchen table she had dragged up-stairs for the
purpose, while on her bed there was seated a slender lady of thirty or so in a
dingy green dress, whom Constance had introduced with a wave of her hand as
Miss Miniver. Even that he was an interfering person, if he
walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep
all over his chest. Norris says she's
dying. "
"Waste not another word with him, Thames," cried Jack. ’ With
pretty imperiousness, she gestured to the bed beside her.
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