CHAPTER VI. " "Damnation!" cried Jonathan, stamping his foot with uncontrollable rage. “Now listen. The audience clapped more heartily. Fearful that she had given herself away, she sank back down onto her stool. I shall like to think of it—whenever I feel dull. 92 She did not notice the police car sitting near the Beck house until they were pulling into the driveway. But there was something else; and in his befogged mental state the comparison eluded him. "I'll not believe it. "I want to speak to Edgeworth Bess myself. 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. Good riddance.
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