“I’m so glad you’re here, Peter,” she said. ’ Her face fell. She walked with long swinging steps, scorning the thought of buses or the tube. 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 did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. ’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off. Gracious, there’s the gong. Her thin fingers were armed with nails as long as the talons of a bird. Looking for something, or someone, probably. "But if you do not find this aunt, what will you do? What can you do to protect yourself against hunger?" "I'll find something. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol.
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