" "Quite the contrary," rejoined the woollen-draper, laughing good-humouredly. “I think this ends the business,” he said, turning to his sister. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. She came back with two women, one in each arm, which she threw down like sticks as she alit onto the stone causeway.
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