They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window. The horse-soldiers wheeled round and cleared a path: the foot closed in upon the cart. She calmed herself, breathing deeply. ” “How dull you are,” the lady remarked. "Not that I know of," replied the carpenter, who had in some degree recovered his confidence. The light was poor, so that she saw their gleaming faces dimly and indistinctly.
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