Her mind went on generalizing. "Souls," she answered, drily. If I offered you half of my possessions, you'd doubtless wallop me on the jaw. That's one of the troubles with young folks: they take themselves so seriously. 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. ‘In love? I? Don’t be ridiculous. Bribed by a certain Sir Rowland Trenchard, Jonathan kidnapped the carpenter's adopted son, Thames Darrell, and placed him in the hands of a Dutch Skipper, with orders to throw him overboard when he got out to sea; and though this was proved as clear as day, the rascal managed matters so adroitly, and gave such a different complexion to the whole affair, that he came off with flying colours. One day she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more.
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