She was given a glimpse of his soul. “I’ve got nothing in the world to pack with except a toy size portmanteau. It was perfectly logical. 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. A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green. I saw him ride away with that other fellow. Melusine—the real Melusine—evidently did not see him immediately, for her attention was on her descent from the high vehicle. You fooled me this morning; but I overheard two old maids talking about you and the young man. He spoke only when he saw the sing-song girl he wanted to buy. In the middle of the little town stood the shop of a Jew dealer in old clothes. He stood up abruptly and went to the window.
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