A few short, dark locks, escaping from beneath her head-dress, showed that her hair had been removed, and had only been recently allowed to grow again. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. If individuality means anything it means breaking bounds— adventure. 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. He could not tell whether she was English or American. " Ten minutes later, the doctor, having marshalled all his facts chronologically, began his tale. But the orchestra had never had a finer hour, and everyone was aware of it. “Let me hasten,” she said, “to reassure you. ” The corners of her mouth rose in a weak smile and she gave him a wink. John, I have something to say to you. “I may not see the Widgetts for some little time, father,” she said.
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