She looked about, watching a massive green storm cloud building in the west. When it came time to eat once again, she hid out on the beach, a remote fastness beyond the city walls, a swampy morass that everyone avoided. “The smallest will do for me quite well. What marriage really meant (aside from the idea of escape), Ruth had not the least conception, no more than a child. ” 174 < 21 > THANKSGIVING She padded softly up the old stairs, exhausted and elated. He insisted on buying this girl for two hundred mex. ‘Whither away, mademoiselle?’ he said grimly, ungently grasping her arm above the elbow. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. “What’s that young lady’s name—girl in dark brown, stranger here?” 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.
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