Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. He could quite understand the daughter of Mr. 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. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. Lucy's ears were singing. “My cab with all that luggage would give the whole show away. ” The shock of their intellectual attitude was over, usage robbed it of the first quaint effect of deliberate unreason. The day was warm even under an overcast sky and Hilary, uncomfortable, shifted his weight. ’ Trodger eyed her with suspicion.
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