His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. "Stay, dear Thames!—stay!" cried the little girl. She accepted his rejoinder with a brief nod. " "Lord, that's just the lesson I've been expounding! It isn't a question of fear; it's one of propriety. "I am Owen Wood, at your service. Get a license—just an idea of mine. As it happens sometimes, the idea stepped down from the dream into the reality; and he saw it more clearly now than he had seen it in the dream. . You come with those clear eyes of yours, as valiant as an angel. 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.
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