Wood and several serving-men, all well armed, rushed into the room. First-off, he had decided not to tell her what he had found at the bottom of that manila envelope. 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. But I’m generously ignorant of gems. It simply doesn’t count. " "I am," replied Jack, without hesitation; for he felt assured from the man's manner that he might confide in him. He could not tell whether she was English or American.
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