” Ann Veronica said something about a general change of ideas. “Men’s waists are neither here nor there; A man scores always, everywhere. 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. "Is it poison?" she asked. It did seem in so many ways exactly what Ramage said it was—the sensible thing to do. She must not show anything. " "Zounds!" exclaimed Quilt, "did you kill him?" "Not quite," replied Terence, laughing; "but I brought him to his senses. Here was one of those Americans who would make him breathless before sundown.
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