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God would have taken mercy on her
baby, seeing that she had already had too much pain and
that he had taken her beloved mother. A black-garbed
figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back. Were the
parents agreeable? Were they of age? Had the license been procured? But here,
in a far country, only the velvet manacles of wedlock were necessary. “Absolutely platonically,” she said. 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. ”
“You like me?”
“Yes. ’
‘Gammon,’ interrupted Hilary scornfully. Gerald went through all the papers in front of Gosse and
that woman of his, one by one.
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