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. That, Sir, is what I call being a Good Samaritan. Large hoards of money were discovered, gold and silver plate, cases of watches, and various precious articles. Seeing provisions in the window, Jack ventured in and bought a loaf. ” “Thank you. ” She spoke rather quickly, because she found her father’s question the most awkward she had ever had to answer in her life. Things hung for a moment in an awkward silence. It is really cheap, you know.
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