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. ” She laid her hand softly upon his. ” She breathed an inner sigh of relief. McClintock's heart went out to Spurlock; he would always be the boy's friend, even though he had dragged this girl on to the rocks with him. He's coming. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. "Oh lord! I hope not. For some time after he was locked up in this prison Jack continued in a very dejected state.
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