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The ledge, along which he crawled, was about a foot wide. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. . She barely heard a word that Martin or Brown said, until Martin’s voice chimed. “And let’s have a look at you, Vee!” said Mr. " "Can you make me honest?" cried Jack. . 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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